Anthology of Macedonian P.E.N. Poets

ISBN 9989-928-22-3

Jovan Koteski

Menelaus

The water reflects her body
looking like peeled bark of birch.

The apple of discord
she carried voluntarily
across the sea, to the other shore.

You don't have to do it, Menelaus,
Helen will tell me at length
when you enjoyed her more:

before or after the fall of Troy!