My mama knows how to tell apart
spearmint leaves
from parsley’s
she’s beautiful
like the Sleeping
Beauty of Agrafa
she’s bitter like a walnut
thorny like a chestnut
and nourishing like a star of dawn
she tears down the house and then rebuilds it
because she is the Grand Tidier
instead of a heart she has a freezer
whose belly never rumbles.
Translated from the Greek by Panagiotis Gavriiloglou
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