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The one dull day another
as dull will follow. The same
things will occur and occur yet again,
The very same moments come to us and leave us.
Every month passes and brings another month
Coming events can easily be foretold;
they are the same as yesterday’s dull ones.
And to-morrow will almost seem not to be to-morrow.
Translated by George Valassopoulo
(“Poèmes de C.P. Cavafy”,
5, Décembre 1931)
- Original Greek Poem
- Translation by Edmund Keeley/Philip Sherrard
- Translation by John Cavafy
- Translation by Daniel Mendelsohn