Στο 7+1 Ποιήματα για τον μήνα Αύγουστο του 2022 συμμετέχουν με ανέκδοτα ποιήματά τους οι ποιητές/ποιήτρια: Κυριάκος Χαραλαμπίδης, Κώστας Γουλιάμος, Αγγέλα Καϊμακλιώτη, Σταμάτης Πολενάκης, Σπύρος Αραβανής, Στάθης Ιντζές,&...

Συνεχίζουμε και στον μήνα Αύγουστο 2022 τη δημοσίευση 7+1 διηγημάτων με ποικίλη θεματική, έκταση και τεχνοτροπία από πεζογράφους που έχουν μεγαλύτερη ή μικρότερη χρονολογικά παρουσία στο πεδίο της αφήγησης. Στόχος μας παραμένει να αποτυπώνεται ό...

Alexandros Kordas, GreeceThe PoemsTHE STONEAll alone descending from the vigil,that road that is without light and hold's us together.And as we find ourselves, we will be rocks,above our heads we will say: «it is raining».And not asking for a te...

Aggeliki Pechlivani, GreeceThe PoemsDREAM 28 (Emily)It is again raining in my dream. I am the recipient of Emily's thousands of lost letters and I live notin Amherst but in Nice, mourning my own dead. I have sorted 8,950 letters in strict chrono...

Thanassis Hatzopoulos, GreeceThe PoemsSPHINXWhoever has to solve the mysteryAnd to render the truthThe enigmatic smiles that blossomWith charms and shed leaves of falsehoodIs the one who will find the pathTo have access to the seaTo her riddle h...

Mattia Tarantino, ItalyThe PoemsI WOULD LIKE TO LOOK AT THE SKYI would like to look at the sky, but the starsopen my blood and disturbthe verses on the mouths of the dead:tonight my mother will not participateto the breaking of the bread, she will no...

Antonina Tosiek, PollandThe Poemsit's not certain but highly probablethey sucked her like you suck bone marrowputting the dense spongy bony into the mouthlike you do with the remains of animals which stick in the teetham I suitable to kill a fly?eith...

Dimitris Kosmopoulos, GreeceThe PoemsDallianceShells, sea snails in the sand,all are stars, that burned and fell.They burned for you, to collect them one by one from the seashore.Here, where you are, in the region of a sun full of glory.Waves of...

Nikos Katsalidas, GreeceThe PoemsΤhe DoubleA tree i am, a shady tree, a hard trunk, a pregnant womb within me is always swollen in summers and winters. Some are the twigs that strugglein the wind and endure, some are the twigs that crack in...

Thanos Gogos, GreeceThe PoemsIV You held the little girl by the handAnd me by the other hand And I heldthe treesthe lakethe animals All through that Winter* IVΚρατούσες το κοριτσάκι από το χέριΚι εμένα από το άλλο χέρι Κι εγώ κρατούσατα δέντρατη...

Ana Marija Grbić, SerbiaThe PoemsImy name is ahmo.i was born two kilometers from sarajevoin eighty-seveni had the smallest sneakers in the world andmy mother's name was selma and then shedied.like a sea urchin, she deflated into the sand in front of ...

Titos Patrikios, GreeceThe PoemsEASY DENIALI said I wouldn't ever return therewhere I left myself like a discarded cloth ragged from the little daily wear,touch of flesh and moneyand suddenly hands appeared that at once groped me eyes examined m...

Triantafyllos H. Kotopoulositos, GreeceThe PoemsΙt's a single art, mother4x4, (Pikramenos) 2021It's a single artto wash off the smell of words with chlorineto make with them blissful momentsto always keep the weaver's broom adorned with the yell...

Eleni Artemiou-Fotiadou, CyprusThe PoemsBIOGRAPHICAL NOTE OF THE AUTHORHis mother expected him to bear her a girl with curly hairShe saw the bald boy and criedIt looked like a father who once kissed her on the mouthand cherry trees blossomed in the b...

Manos Stefanidis, GreeceThe PoemsThe angels in my lifeI am lucky. There have always been angels in my life. Sometimes mournful and sad, sometimes blithe, amorous, overwhelmed with joy for life. Sometimes there were white andtransparent, som...

Iro Nikopoulou, GreeceThe PoemsNocturnal Νude                    Athens School of Fine Arts 1993Effervescent, her body nakedsolitary under the spotlightsat the centre of the workroomus all g...

Dimitiris Kalokyris, GreeceThe PoemsTHE NIGHT'S TOMORROW1Because you may have thoughtthat our world is made out of                 infinite bookshaving then understood that books are words,  &nbs...

Alma Braja, AlbaniaThe PoemsSELECTED MEMORYIn the dim lightof the almost full moonthe streets look paved shadows.Forgotten are the words of a poem,only the essence is left hereand I, forgotten toobetween verseswho knew how to lock me inside them.Mean...

Lina Fitili, GreeceThe PoemsEND OF SEASON.With the wound of quiescenceStraight in the heartI walked on bordersUntil I arrivedNot like the passers-byAnd all the dangerous creaturesOf the nightBut with my fingers yellowish Because of too much of moon.T...

Vangelis Tasiopoulos, GreeceThe PoemsTHE HOMELESS CONTEMPLATES, GROWS COLDThe eveninginsists threatenshumid the city smells of stormand the blue breaks downto the borrowed clouds. The sea feels fullby the love who heals the wounds.Whatever passionate...