|In a small empty room — four walls alone,
and hung with hangings uniformly green, —
a beautiful lighted chandelier ignites;
and every flame of the strong fire excites
some lustful morbidness, some lust intense.
In the small room where, amid walls alone,
the chandelier throws out its fervid sheen,
this is no usual light that is displayed.
Not for faint-hearted bodies is it made,
this heat with its voluptuous vehemence.
|Translated by John Cavafy|
|(Poems by C. P. Cavafy. Translated, from the Greek, by J. C. Cavafy. Ikaros, 2003) |
|- Original Greek Poem
|- Translation by Edmund Keeley/Philip Sherrard|