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Alecos Papadatos, Open Studio, Fine Art print mounted on aluminium,70 x 65 cm

Ioannis-Kourtalis,-Aorates-Poleis(2),-Fine-Art-Print-mounted-on-DBond,-without-edition-70-x-100-cm

Despina-Konstantinou,-Open-Studio,-oil-on-canvas,-40-x-50-cm_sm

Carlo Bonfa, Open Studio, Acrylics on canvas, 39 x 50 cm

Afroditi-Papadouli,-Open-Studio-,-36-x-44-cm,-watercolour-on-paper

Triantafyllos H. Kotopoulos, Greece

Triantafyllos H. Kotopoulos, Greece
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...

Dimitiris Kalokyris, Greece

Dimitiris Kalokyris, Greece
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...

Iro Nikopoulou, Greece

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

Nikos Katsalidas, Greece
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...

Christos Katroutsos, Greece

Christos Katroutsos, Greece
Christos Katroutsos, GreeceThe PoemsCOMING AGAIN FROM WORKComing back from work againafter the day's wages of my unemployed thought,I' m looking for keys I've been collectingfor home, the car, for the anxiety of the closet.I had learned all the teeth...

Alexandros Kordas, Greece

Alexandros Kordas, Greece
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...

Alma Braja, Albania

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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...
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Giorgos Kozias, Greece

Giorgos Kozias, Greece
Giorgos Kozias, GreeceThe PoemsLEFTOVERS OF ANOTHER WATERLOOAnd if we mated in forbidden bedsIf in a state of rupture we succumbed to debauchery, to impudenceIf we foolishly pretended on weak fleshwe promised wedding wreaths and engagementsor we unju...
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Dimitris Kosmopoulos, Greece

Dimitris Kosmopoulos, Greece
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...

Manos Stefanidis, Greece

Manos Stefanidis, Greece
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...

Eleni Artemiou-Fotiadou, Cyprus

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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...

Titos Patrikios, Greece

Titos Patrikios, Greece
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...
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Ana Marija Grbić, Serbia

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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 ...
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Vasilis Ladas, Greece

Vasilis Ladas, Greece
Vasilis Ladas, GreeceThe PoemsModelWe could assume in the times we are livingthat the little boy who was found drawn, facing down the Aegean shorewas like a model made of sand that was sleeping,and when the boat flipped over and the boy was sinkingto...
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Thanos Gogos, Greece

Thanos Gogos, Greece
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...
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Yannis Stefanakis, Greece

Yannis Stefanakis, Greece
Yannis Stefanakis, Greece  IN THE MIDDLE OF THE THRESHING FLOOR  THE INSIGNIFICANCE The PoemsIN THE MIDDLE OF THE THRESHING FLOORIn the middle of the threshing floorwith straws on my bare feeteight years old looking at the sky;tripping...

Theocharis Bikiropoulos, Greece

Theocharis Bikiropoulos, Greece
Theocharis Bikiropoulos, GreeceThe Poems(LIKE) EXISTINGI've been sculpting you a mighty long timeon shiny marble, with my mind's moil, carefully,every line, every curve of you,I've been sculpting you like a sculpture, perfect creation,of extraordinar...

Antonis D. Skiathas, Greece

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Antonis D. Skiathas, GreeceThe PoemsThe Suicide's RaspberriesThe Lord often went on trips in the marshes of Messolonghi with his friend Pietro Gamba.He galloped a stallion collecting raspberries to sweeten his loneliness.He broke the wind and freedom...

Sotirios Pastakas, Greece

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Sotirios Pastakas, GreeceThe PoemsA MOMENTA passenger sitting on the rear seatof the bus with the proper wrinkle of thoughtbehind the glass looking at me. I'm looking at himslantwise from Alexandroupolis to Spartaand from Heraklion to Lixouri, I'm lo...

Antonina Tosiek, Poland

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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...
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