Cavafy

Cavafy

But evening has fallen, unfortunately.
Look, I even drank all the wine.

A Great Feast at the House of Sosibius

And I think that the choicest life
is the life that cannot be lived.

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But at least we’ve gained this much: we’ve rid ourselves
of hope and expectation.

When the Watchman Saw the Light

But there is a blessed joy
a consolation in this sorrow.
How many multitudes of vulgar days
How much boredom are spared this end!

A poet said, “That music is beloved
that cannot be sounded.”

And I think that the choicest life
is the life that cannot be lived.

There is a Blessed Joy_
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