Sunday, January 10, 2016

Her eyes were filled with tears


A gentle soul

   As our boat departed, after many days of repairs,
    Penya's eyes were filled with tears...

    Three weeks before, the tanker "Lady Cleo"
    crashed into our ship, fifty miles outside of Rio.

    Two large tugboats towed us to the pier
    and the fact that our ship needed major repairs, it was clear..

    An extended stay in Rio de Janeiro, a real gift.

    A crowd of girls who looked like population shift,
    swarmed the boat from the stern to the bow.
    It was incredible, the sailors were constantly saying, "wow".
    A crowd of very poor girls from the favelas most,
    ready to sell their love, of which no one would boast.

What first caught my attention was her voice.
and this was the main reason for my choice,
It was Penya, not a girl from Ipanema, 
                                                  [but from the favelas....
A royal beauty she was, but of the shack dwellers, 
                                                           [not the palace.
A prostitute with extremely gentle soul....

For twenty days we did not part, 
                                     [whole days and nights, yes whole.

I asked for a five-day leave, and we left together on a tour.
The modernist architecture of Brasilia, the capital, was a lure.
We traveled one thousand five hundred miles, 
                                                                 [coming and going,
straight line distance, 1200 miles, if we had been on a Boing.


     On the day on which the ship was leaving
     I gave her a huge amount believing
     that this was what she wanted from me more.
     "When I heard "anchor aweigh" and the "engines full ahead",
     jaded I returned to my cabin to sleep in my bed.

     The golden chain from her neck was in the same drawer
     with all the money that I gave to her shortly before...

* A gentle soul..... What comes to mind when I think of a gentle soul is someone who has no malice, wishes no ill-will on anyone, who is respectful and mindful of other people's feelings and is sensitive to the needs of others.


*Extract from "The Broken Mooring Line", an experiential
poetic work // page c 58// e-mail: //
Texts and Narration: Odysseus Heavilayias - ROTTERDAM //
Language adjustments and text adaptation: Kellene G Safis - CHICAGO//
Digital adaptation and text editing: Cathy Rapakoulia Mataraga - PIRAEUS//


  the tales of a greek sailor  

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