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Yannis Ritsos: A Selection from the Forties 65 from THE LAST ONE HUNDRED YEARS BEFORE MAN They ran downhill in torn jackets, with old guns without bread in their knapsacks without bullets. Only with small angry rivers did they blockade the passages behind them. They had marched for months on unfamiliar stones on the snow together with their olive groves and vineyards — up there some left a leg a hand some a big piece of their souls each left one or more dead. Then they returned with wounds and frostbites they buried their guns in the rocks, the snow, the hollows of trees the barn, in between the roof and the ceiling, in the dark warehouse leading to the back of the night with a small oil lamp of patience. The locked door creaked as teeth gnash in the told. The snow melted. Big rivers came down in the night along with bones, caps and tattered flags. The windows shut their eyes. The windowpanes didn't shine. Like blind men. They looked inward. It rained hard those days. The river came down the roofs into the drainpipes and from the drainpipes into the streets and from there into the sewers — and then you didn't know where. A fresh ashen line of the unknown remained in the city in the night even in sleep. Outside 'the locked room in the common corridor just on top of the door planks, a dead man standing always, leaned his back against the door, back to back — if you had opened he'd have collapsed.
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