This poem is taken from PN Review 36, Volume 10 Number 4, March - April 1984.

Lasithi

David Constantine
Lasithi: notable for windmills. Summits are
  The petals of Lasithi and their snow
Streams underground. Ten thousand mills, sailing like toys,
  Crank it to surface into troughs. At dawn
The families come down to a lake of mist. Women
  In black unmoor and swivel the bare crosses
To feel the wind. The rods blossom and in its throat
  A well reaches for water like a man
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