She opened the shutters. She hung the sheets over the sill.
She saw the sky.
A bird looked at her straight in the eyes."I am alone," she whispered.
"I am alive." She entered the room. The mirror too is a window.
If I jump from it I will fall into my arms.
Yannis Ritsos
translated from the Greek by Nikos Stangos
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