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Tuesday 20th May 2003

A poem by CP Cavafy, a Greek poet unknown to me until about a month ago, which is a shame.

Voices

Ideal and beloved voices
of those who are dead, or of those
who are lost to us like the dead.

Sometimes they speak to us in our dreams;
sometimes in thought the mind hears them.

And with their sound for a moment return
other sounds from the first poetry of our life --
like distant music that dies off in the night.

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