Katerina Katsiri

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The reluctant sailor

Sailing close to shore, distant stars are

lights from hamlets on hills,

a halo of longings where dreams are born

and a silk shawl is drawn over misdeeds.

Home is a house on a hill,

that’s where my heart is, not here on

the changing sea in a ship of company men;

dreams will not let me be one of them.


              Jan Oskar Hansen