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Cavafy for Company in Cephalonia


Ten days before I step with hesitation
into the sixth decade of my life,
Sailing past the verdant shores
of Cephalonia in Ionia
With Cavafy’s poetry as company,
I thought of you both:
One fragment of my youth
and one from somewhat later.

As I gaze at the sheer white cliffs
and sapphire waters calm as oil
My constant ache is lightened
By a twinge of sadness.