Zorba the Greek

Martha Landman

Shrewd! Shrewd! Even clever
but do not call her weak
I say to Alexis Zorba

It's a fool who believes
a man’s hand on a woman’s breast
will let her give you all she’s got

a sentiment from an ageing man
fooled by the wildflower,
the love poem

such a man is slave to his idle brain
his passion bent like a willow
the tricks of women slide oily on his skin

forget the madness,
take my hands, I say to Zorba
teach me to dance