Katerina Katsiri


Seaside, 2008

The waves roll and knead

I am deep in the surf


The colors of the sand shrimp

Attract ocean perch

At the seaside I wait for message

In a bottle along with Asian knick-knacks

A boat is somewhere far off

My one line, though anchored,

Hooks nothing

I leave empty

The beacon of the lighthouse

From the Promenade

When night falls

Half the sky

The other half/darkness

Embraces the moon

              Koon Kau Woon