Melancholy of Jason Cleander, Poet in Kommagini, A.D. 595 The Canon
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The aging of my body and my beauty
is a wound from a merciless knife.
I’m not resigned to it at all.
I turn to you, Art of Poetry,
because you have a kind of knowledge about drugs:
attempts to numb the pain, in Imagination and Language.
 
It is a wound from a merciless knife.
Bring your drugs, Art of Poetry—
they numb the wound at least for a little while.

Translated by Edmund Keeley/Philip Sherrard

(C.P. Cavafy, Collected Poems. Translated by Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard. Edited by George Savidis. Revised Edition. Princeton University Press, 1992)

- Original Greek Poem