they have built great and high walls around me.And now I sit here and despair.
I think of nothing else: this fate gnaws at my mind;for I had many things to do outside.
Ah why did I not pay attention when they were building the walls.But I never heard any noise or sound of builders.
Imperceptibly they shut me from the outside world.
1863 - 1933/GreekConstantine P. Cavafy, also known as Konstantin or Konstantinos Petrou Kavafis, or Kavaphes (Greek Κωνσταντίνος Π. Καβάφης) was a renowned modern Greek poet who lived in Alexandria and worked as a journalist and civil servant. In his poetry h…
View profile & all 50 Poems / StoriesThe days of our future stand in front of uslike a row of little lit candles --
Even if you cannot shape your life as you want it,at least try this
Body, remember not only how much you were loved,not only the beds on which you lay,
Honor to those who in the life they leaddefine and guard a Thermopylae.
In these darkened rooms, where I spendoppresive days, I pace to and fro
