#mythistorema

[watchoutforintellect]

George Seferis, from Mythistorema featured in "George Seferis: Collected Poems"

[friend1ymachine]

found in a local used book store . .

[betweenthetimeandsound]

"I woke with this marble head in my hands; it exhausts my elbow and I don’t know where to put it down. It was falling into the dream as I was coming out of the dream so our life became one and it will be very difficult for it to separate again.

I look at the eyes: neither open nor closed I speak to the mouth which keeps trying to speak I hold the cheeks which have broken through the skin. That’s all I’m able to do.

My hands disappear and come towards me mutilated." --Mythistorema III, Giorgios Seferis (translated)

I love Giorgios Seferis' poetry quite a bit; I've heard this piece while watching the opening ceremony of the 2004 Olympic Games. The use in context was mystical, so surreal, that it hit me quite a bit. The whole poem (Mythistorema) has a bunch of cool imagery throughout and that's what hooked me on his work.

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[othellho]

George Seferis, "Mythistorema". Trans. Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard.

[89rooms]

Whatever I loved vanished and crumbled in the winds of autumn.

George Seferis - 'Mythistorema #18,' The Collected Poems of George Seteris, translation Edmund Keeley

[blogdemocratesjr]

The axle creaks, the axle burns, when will the axle burst into flame?

George Seferis, Mythistorema “XVI“

[theoptia]

full of night-scents,

George Seferis from Mythistorema; “Agronauts” tr. by Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard

[smakkabagms]

Here end the works of the sea, the works of love. Those who will some day live here where we end-  should the blood happen to darken in their memory and overflow - let them not forget us, the weak souls among the asphodels, let them turn the heads of victims towards Erebus: We who had nothing will school them in serenity.

George Seferis, “Mythistorema” 

[byzons]

The stranger and enemy, we’ve seen him in the mirror. George Seferis ,,Mythistorema”

[mythologyofthepoetandthemuse]

I woke with this marble head in my hands; it exhausts my elbow and I don’t know where to put it down. It was falling into the dream as I was coming out of the dream so our life became one and it will be very difficult for it to separate again. I look at the eyes: neither open nor closed I speak to the mouth which keeps trying to speak I hold the cheeks which have broken through the skin. That’s all I’m able to do. My hands disappear and come towards me mutilated. George Seferis, Mythistorema (translated by Edmund Keeley) The Diadem Wearer, Marble statue by the sculptor Polykleitos. Found on the island of Delos. Dated to 5th. century B.C

[jamespbrady]

idols and ornaments by peanut sized wizard

[watchoutforintellect]

George Seferis, from "Mythistorema" featured in "George Seferis: Collected Poems"

[reykjaviklesbian-blog]

My hands disappear and come towards me mutilated.

George Seferis, Mythistorema

[skaryskylar]

I woke with this marble head in my hands; it exhausts my elbows and I don't know where to put it down.

Seferis, “Mythistorema”

[othellho]

George Seferis, "Mythistorema". Trans. Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard.

[89rooms]

Whatever I loved vanished and crumbled in the winds of autumn.

George Seferis - 'Mythistorema #18,' The Collected Poems of George Seferis (translation by Edmund Keeley)