Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
The Red FishEunice Tietjens, trans.
From “Modern Greek Popular Songs”
From Antonin Proust’s French version
From Antonin Proust’s French version
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I wiped them with a kerchief, and the kerchief was dyed. I washed the kerchief in the stream and the shores of the stream were dyed; the waves of the sea kissed the shores of the stream, and the sea grew red.
That is why the little fish are grown red also; that is why, when I see them flickering, I think of Photini of the red lips.