Ξεκίνησα με το σκεπτικό και τη διάθεση να γράψω ένα όμορφο, μεγάλο και γεμάτο κείμενο, για να σας περιγράψω το τι εστί το ΝovaK που βλέπετε στην οθόνη σας. Aλλά ύστερα από μια αποτυχημένη απόπειρα, έχασα γενικά το κουράγιο μου και τη θέλησή μου να γράψω πολλά πράγματα. Γι' αυτό κι εγώ θ' αρκεστώ σε μια φωτογραφία που δίνει κάτι απο τον εαυτό μου και σε ένα από τα αγαπημένα μου ποιήματα. Αυτά. Have fun! :-)


I Like for You to Be Still.

I like for you to be still: it is as though you were absent,
and you hear me from far away and my voice does not touch you.
It seems as though your eyes had flown away
and it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth.
As all things are filled with my soul
you emerge from the things,filled with my soul.
You are like my soul, a butterfly of dream,
and you are like the word Melancholy.
I like for you to be still,and you seem far away.
It sounds as though you were lamenting, a butterfly cooing like a dove.
And you hear me from far away, and my voice does not reach you:
Let me come to be still in your silence.
And let me talk to you with your silence
that is bright as a lamp,simple as a ring.
You are like the night,with its stillness and constellations.
Your silence is that of a star,as remote and candid.
I like for you to be still: it is as though you were absent,
distant and full of sorrow as though you had died.
One word then,one smile,is enough.
And i am happy,happy that it's not true.

Pablo Neruda.