Holden Moncrieff

I am grateful for your appreciation, for my poem.💐
Thanks for acknowledging it.

Thank you very much for your appreciation of my poetry!🌻

Thank you for liking my work Holden, I really appreciate it.

Thank you

Many thanks Holden, re Fallen milestones.


Beth

Thank you for taking out your time and reading my poems, I'm glad that you liked it, Holden. It means a lot to me.🌻

Cheers Holden 🙂

Once again thank you for liking my latest poem "Malus Ivius". Its much appreciated!

Thank you for liking my recent effort Holden! 😊

thank you so much for your kind words on my writing!!! it means a lot😊

Thanks for the like and comment on my poem. It's always much appreciated when talented folk like yourself take the time to read and feedback - makes you realise your ramblings may have some value to others, which I find reassuring.😌

👍👍👍👍!!! re -' Comes infinitum '

Thank you Mr. Moncrieff! Your likes inspire me. Thank you tonnes for reading my poems...?

Holden,

Thank you for your latest comment on my poem, and also for many previous comments. The are a constant source of inspiration and encouragement.

Thank you indeed
Keith

Hey Holden!
Thank you for reading and liking my last poem! ?

Thank you for liking my Demon Poem! ?

thanks?

Thank you!

Thanks for liking my poem!

I would like to thank you for reading and commenting on my poems. It is most kind of you. I particularly value constructive criticism as a means of helping me to improve my work.
Thank you again.

Keith

i.m. C. P. Cavafy, poet


I am from Constantinople, a Byzantine by descent,

The last, the very last, Byzantine nobleman

My family lived in Constantinople before the Turks took the city in 1453.

I was born and died in the same place, Alexandria,

Egypt, on the same day, April 29th, 1863, and 1933.

I am homosexual. I died of cancer of the larynx.

I was silenced but noboby knew the difference.

There were many years between my visits to Greece

But I always loved my Hellenic inheritance..

I lived much of my childhood in England.

My last employment was as a government clerk .

I can write in Greek, English and French.

I self-published my poetry but it was unpopular

And unfashionable. I made no money from poetry.

In my poems I explore the psychology of individuals,

amidst the legacy of Greek culture, especially

Ithaca, homosexuality and Greek philosophy.

Throughout my life, and even now, I suffer

From an all-pervasive existential nostalgia.

Now my poems are taught in schools in Greece

One of my most famous poems is

Waiting for the Barbarians

Which could be about Constantinople

In the years before the Ottoman conquest.

Or could it be about the human tendency to prevaricate?

Who knows?

What’s the point of senators making laws now?

Once the barbarians are here, they’ll do the legislating.

These are the sorts of words I used. I asked many questions.

Including: Do we need barbarians, even invisible ones,

To be threatening the gates of our cities? I think we do

If we want to stay alive. Be the less-deceived.