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MORNING

by Andreas Karavis
translated by David Solway



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Also by David Solway:
My Mother's Chess (1981)
My Daughter at Chess (1997)

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The black olive
     shakes the cup of the morning glory
     like a fisherman swirling his cognac glass
     to catch the early sun

and the small bee
     sports little Turkish pants of pollen
     snitched from his campaign
     among the geraniums.

The spider
     spinning in the baby's bassinet
     means no harm
     and will not hurt him.




Andrew Karavis lives on the Aegean island of Lipsi. David Solway is the author of several books of poems, including Chess Pieces (1999).

Copyright © 1999 by The Atlantic Monthly Company. All rights reserved.
The Atlantic Monthly; October 1999; Morning; Volume 284, No. 4; page 78.

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