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Nikos Fotopoulos, Greece

Nikos Fotopoulos, Greece
 Nikos Fotopoulos, Greece The wave of a night set adrift The Poems The wave of a night set adrift A rowdy windcarries awaymy darksome landnostos -onerously longing to return home-drawing me down into the deepand the black seais nourishing within...

Dimos Chloptsioudis, Greece

Dimos Chloptsioudis, Greece
Dimos Chloptsioudis, GreeceThe PoemsManifestoΙIn front of your principles I will sacrifice my last verse. I will tame the insignificantexcitement of creation, shouting when you ask me to be silent, you foolishpoachers of delusionyou think you have go...

George Veis, Greece

George Veis, Greece
George Veis, GreeceThe PoemsTime's (Simple) Reversal«Through the orange tree's leavesthe day passes, cleaning its wingssilver words suspended: midday.With your right hand you indicate the sea,an absence of matter, tomorrow you 'll call itdeparture. I...
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Liana Sakelliou, Greece

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Liana Sakelliou, GreeceThe PoemsThe Experience of LoveHe drinks her inand feelsthe buzzing in her veinswhile muzzles search for the taste of the wild the shiver—he drinks herand she feelsa fountain welling upsnow meltscompressed metals flowthen a sha...
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Antonis D. Skiathas, Greece

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Antonis D. Skiathas, GreeceThe PoemsThe salpinxThere are,days with sobs like heaversin nocturnal patrols,there are,nights with brothers slaughteredin blasphemies of consciousness,there are lives with workers mailing birth painsand desires bulimic to ...

Cleopatra Lymberi, Greece

Cleopatra Lymberi, Greece
Cleopatra Lymberi, GreeceThe PoemsTHE BOWMEN OF SHUWhat flower has come into blossom?(Song of the Bowmen of Shu)Ezra PoundThe bowmen of Shu still live inside the poemthe bowmen of Shu still exist – I speak, thereforeI am (I 've always been chatt...

Alekos Florakis, Greece

Alekos Florakis, Greece
Alekos Florakis, GreeceThe PoemsCONFINEDHis cell has every comfort,wine-cellar, light fixtures, air conditioning,anatomic mattress,one thing it doesn't have: openings;windows and doors are missing entirely,no communication with the outside world,othe...

Demetra Christodoulou, Greece

Demetra Christodoulou, Greece
Demetra Christodoulou, GreeceThe PoemsBANQUETSTerrified the night knocked on my doorAs if hunted by thieves.I had no reason to deny refugeTo a defenseless creature.She entered. The dawn cracked violently outsideIn a white, operating-room light.Thus I...

Vangelis Tasiopoulos, Greece

Vangelis Tasiopoulos, Greece
Vangelis Tasiopoulos, GreeceThe PoemsDELIBERATE SEEKINGHunched day and night over exercises and calculations.Studying the mirror's reflectionand nodding at the seabirds.Kept the larks as collateral in the foreign earthso that they salvage the other s...

Yiorgos Panayiotidis, Greece

Yiorgos Panayiotidis, Greece
Yiorgos Panayiotidis, GreeceThe PoemsFiction Bent like the willow in the windhow is it possible that they live in this houseand not realize that it sways that it stares at the ground then the skyI was their young visitor I was asking for my room, tha...

George Blanas, Greece

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George Blanas, GreeceThe PoemsLISTEN: YOU MIGHT ENDURE TO THE ENDSwift is the Soulswift and soft.Remember it.If you are alive it is because it can runfaster than Lifeand pass through the holes of Deathunscathed.Life follows you, slow and stiff:pantin...
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Nikos Katsalidas, Greece

Nikos Katsalidas, Greece
Nikos Katsalidas, GreeceThe PoemsMaternal TempleA priestess now, she walks to the altar of the fountain, bent,exposed, deeply absorbed in the waters, she offersinvocations, libations, raises her head shyly to the ceiling ofthe sky, covered by God's o...

Kostas Lantavos, Greece

Kostas Lantavos, Greece
Kostas Lantavos, Greece THE TIME The PoemsTHE TIMEHow to measure time?And how present is the present timewhen it passes through a moment and is getting lost in absence?What language does time speak to us?to be perceived as a frieze presence?Is time p...
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Tassoula Karageorgiou, Greece

Tassoula Karageorgiou, Greece
Tassoula Karageorgiou, Greece The PoemsAJAX DOESN'T COME… χάριν… τοῦ ζοοῦ διώκομενοἱ ζοοί, κάκιστα δ᾽ αἰεὶ τῷ θανόντι γίνεταιIn the back of the room Archilochus—like a naughty child sitting in the last row—keeps laughing at me.Which excellence of Aja...

Giorgos Gotis, Greece

Giorgos Gotis, Greece
Giorgos Gotis, GreeceThe PoemsPROLEGOMENAOur words are little mirrorsa piece of land from our futurewhere our image will come to rest as others hold the words steady.We'll find a place to be together.Our words are little mirrorsof water slakingthe th...
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Triantafyllos H. Kotopoulos, Greece

Triantafyllos H. Kotopoulos, Greece
Triantafyllos H. Kotopoulos, GreeceThe PoemsAmorous DebtKisses in the beginning were redeeming,the only solution to allow amorous complexes into maniacal in-scribingsBut, you understand, they kept forcing the situationI convulsed, with a cry proper, ...

Andonis Fostieris, Greece

Andonis Fostieris, Greece
 Andonis Fostieris, GreeceThe PoemsTHE CELLOutside the day's colours are lappingThoughts and feelings engrave the gap.And you, shut locked internedIn these four verses.(translated by Yannis Goumas)*ΤΟ ΚΕΛΙΈξω παφλάζουνε τα χρώματα της μέραςΣκέψε...

Yiannis Patilis, Greece

Yiannis Patilis, Greece
Yiannis Patilis, Greece Agamemnon's Epifany The PoemsAgamemnon's EpifanyIt's better this way, without powerSo many channels, from PalestineAll the way to Ilium and beyondTo Yerivan, Armenia, all those wretched soulsSearching around in ruins, in the c...
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Iro Nikopoulou, Greece

Iro Nikopoulou, Greece
Iro Nikopoulou, GreeceThe PoemsInto the light againOne rainy day she made up her mindand gave me my starched whitechristening clothesFor forty yearsshe was drenching it in darkin acid chlorineand hot waterFor the olive oil and the wishes to gofor ill...
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Leonidas Kakaroglou, Greece

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Leonidas Kakaroglou, GreeceThe PoemsMORNING IN NEW YORKIt must be morning in New York nowthe north wind probably blows and it is snowingthe timid light must be shiningno one would be changing the radio stationsuntil you decideI smell your perfume in ...

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