Behind the leaves, silence speaks
“Wherever I travel, Greece wounds me.
Amid the pines, the sunlight, the tamarisks,
silence takes the shape of my soul.”
Giorgos Seferis, Mythistorema (Μυθιστόρημα, 1935).
Edmund Keeley & Philip Sherrard, George Seferis: Collected Poems 1924–1971,
Princeton University Press, 1995.
