‘When the times darken
will there be singing even then?
There will be singing even then.
Of how the times darken‘.
by Bertolt Brecht, from Collected Translations (Manchester: Carcanet, 1996) by Edwin Morgan
-While Stavros, Zoi, Nantia, Kostas, Michail, Pepi, Kiki and me try to capture the days that pass-