Yannis Ritsos

Ritsos was a poet who deliberately kept his eyes closed so that he can touch and tell. He closed his ears so that he can see and sing. He numbed his skin so that he can smell and taste. He let all his senses wander so that he can erase time and redesign history where past turned into awaited future and the present became an unending symphony of pain and jubilation.

- Dileep Jihaveri

  Chronicle of Exile, tr. M. Savvas (1977) [select poems]
  Eighteen Short Songs of the Bitter Motherland, tr. A. Mims, illus.
Y. Ritsos (1974) [Greek and English]
  Exile and Return, tr. E. Keeley (1985; repr. 1987, 1989) [select
poems]
  Gestures and other poems, 1968-1970, tr. N. Stangos, illus. by the
poet (1971)
  Repetitions, Testimonies, Parentheses, tr. E. Keeley (1990)
  Selected Poems 1938-1988, tr. K. Friar, K. Myrsiades & others
(1989)
  Selected Poems, tr. N. Stangos (1974)
  The Fourth Dimension, tr. P. Green, B. Bardsley (1993)

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