[ It crossed my mind ]Notes on poetics and ethics
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It crossed my mind tonight to write about my love. And yet I will not. How strong can the bias be. I have been freed from it; but I think of those enslaved, across whose eyes this bit of paper might chance. And I stop. How pussilanimus. But let me mark a letter as a token of this moment.

9 November 1902

Translated by Manuel Savidis


- Original Greek Text