I Am a Tiger in a Cage with Polar Bears
Written by Konstantinos Bouras
Translated from the Greek by Eleni Karapa
Narrated by Bill Wolak
I am the dead man who was dragged up
From the electric railway. I committed suicide in a state of
Mental rapture without thinking of leaving a Note behind. No, it wasn’t despair
But something rather deeper, like happiness . . .
I am the woman who was raped And became pregnant. Now she is struggling
With knitting needles To abort the seed of shame.
I am the child who was physically abused
Because he stood out and was brighter
Than his close relatives.
I am that innocent person Who thought that he resides in heaven
And made a mistake when he mis-heard: “Welcome to Hell.”
I am the guilty one who assigned all by Himself his own punishment,
Even more severe than any other court In the world could assign.
I am the captive who did not escape
Because he had no idea what to do with all of this Freedom.
I am the poor man who tossed away the super-
Lucky New Year’s lottery ticket in the garbage . . .
I am the rich man who renounced
His palaces in order to beg.
I am the homeless person with the fat bank accounts.
I am the unemployed one with the endless typical and essential qualifications.
I am sorrowful when everybody around me laughs,
I mourn at weddings And I celebrate at funerals,
I am happy where there is no reason to And I make everyone sad
When I refuse to imitate Their antics.
I’m a Jew for the fascists
And a fascist for the anarchists,
I am an unbowed man among submissive people
And a proper person among clumsy individuals.
I act pretentiously around simple people
And in a folk way around the intellectuals.
I impersonate roles, not the ones that
You like, but the other ones
That I script In the amphitheater of your mind.
I teach clichés And I conceal wisdoms,
I ruminate meanness And I deride the despised ones
With love. I am negligent in the slaughterhouse
But deep inside I am a vegetarian. I am unable to drink
Because I was stigmatized as an alcoholic By the former relatives
And I hate drugs Because I am intoxicated by Light . . .
I am a White polar bear in a cage with Black tigers.
They take care of Me, they pamper Me
They even make Eyes at me, they state
That they are in love with Me. Deep inside, I am fully aware
That they are going to savage me one day,
When—hopefully—I won’t care anymore . . .
Until then we live well imprisoned in our Habits.
Konstantinos Bouras was born in Kalamata, a town in the Peloponnese region of Greece in 1962. He has studied mechanical engineering at the National Metsovio Institute of Technology in Athens and has been working in this field since 1985. He has also graduated with honors in theatrical studies in the School of Philosophy in Athens University. His post-graduate studies were done in theatre (D.E.A.) at Paris III (La nouvelle Sorbonne) in Paris. In 2019, he was awarded his PhD (with honors) in Literature, Foreign Languages, Translation, and Theatrology from the Ionion University in Corfu. Currently, he is a visiting Professor at the University of Athens. Forty volumes of his poetic works have been published as well one novel.
Eleni Karapa is an eminent, self-employed architect living in Athens, Greece. She received a Master of Architecture degree in 1996 from Ball State University. She also translates from Greek into English as well as from English into Greek.