‘… my friend again, memory unbetrayed, a welcome presence loyal to our person. It is our familiar, solitary stork, ‘…’ But above all our companion, the one we know, without a flight but only with souls known to it, …’ |
From the poem ‘The Solitary Stork’, by Yiannis Zisis Cycle III: Toil of the Little One To read the whole poem, please, click here to order the poetry collection ‘Souls of Nature’ (Photograph by Yiannis Zisis) |