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An Old Man

In the middle of the noisy cafe, hunched over a table, sits an old man, a newspaper in front of him, and no company. Wretched with despised old...
American Poetry Review, The, 01/01/04 by Cavafy, Constantine · More from publication
Walls

Without caution, without pity, without shame they built thick and high walls around me. And now I sit here and despair. I think of nothing else, my...
American Poetry Review, The, 01/01/04 by Cavafy, Constantine · More from publication
They Might Have Bothered. (poem)

I've hit bottom, nearly homeless and penniless. This fatal city, Antioch, ate up all my money, this fatal city, with its prodigal...
American Scholar, 06/22/98 by Cavafy, Constantine P.; Theoharis, Theoharis C. · More from publication
To Abide. (poem)

It was sometime near one at night, or one-thirty. In a corner of the wineshop; behind the wooden screen. Except for the two of...
American Scholar, 06/22/98 by Cavafy, Constantine P.; Theoharis, Theoharis C. · More from publication

An Old Man