Nikolas Koutsodontis, Greece Frying oil The PoemsFrying oilI dream of the invincible tree in the red soilbut everything is darka statistical reduction of...
Alexandros Santo Tihomir, GreeceThe PoemsBEAUTIFUL for LianaI fade away softly so you remain asleep lightening up the corners of the room with everything I haven't kissed. I'l...
George Georgoulas, GreeceThe PoemsSelf-regulationBelow the surface of the images,in the name of a sweet vanitythat I served without failmy body is besieged in depthSo I took them out of me,whatever I filled, I filledanother libation for those who had...
Giorgos Karabelas, Greece The Poems«Meeting»Love isYour pace in timeYour slow unwindingThe swift -in your silence- movementsThat resolveUntil your consipiring smileCan be heardA journey to the unknownAt the eleventh hourBefore thatthe silenceOn her o...
Electra Lazar, Greece THE CANARY IS NOT LIKE THE OTHER BIRDS. YOU CAN FIND IT IN ITS CAGE AND KILL IT The PoemsTHE CANARY IS NOT LIKE THE OTHER BIRDS. YOU CAN FIND IT IN ITS CAGE AND KILL ITGood nightNo one will open for meThanks I will remember this...
Dimitris Athanaselos, Greece Anterooms of freedom Without time places The PoemsAnterooms of freedomI was lost in coarse covers, I did not assess correctly the expansion - exploration - of the moment.I was absorbed in strange symmetries of bodies and ...
Eleni Alexiou, Greece AFTER THE RAIN ESTRUS The PoemsINDOOR VERBS We were startled by how strong old things areevery fault became a jewelWe put on shabby clothes and found something newto dedicate ourselves to. We listened to the rhythmic conversatio...
Giorgos Koutouvelas, GreeceThe PoemsA FairytaleThe wizard plays the pipe overnight Makes the dog hop up on the tableHe casts a spell and turns it to a dancing snake At dawn The piper falls asleep,leaving the spell unbroken So, the snake crawls under ...
Marouso Athanasiou, Greece OUT OF BREATH AT MY BIRTHPLACE The PoemsOUT OF BREATH AT MY BIRTHPLACEthey used to seal my voice shut with thread and needleplace I'm told is mother boiled downand I'm her and I'm himthe same footfalls transiting the nights...
Nthabiseng JahRose Jafta, South AfricaThe PoemsIt's in our namesA child bearing gifts as I trot the earth To unknot life's mysteriesEvery branch in the family tree has a name.Ke theoha kgulong la Matselane le Mpho I am a native to Mother of Journeys ...
Nama Abdelrazig K. Abdalla, LibyaThe PoemsThe Country's Womb A tear on the country's cheekIs not enoughFor it doesn't grow fear in a heartCured with saltAnd dried with tanoor's* heatLike soft bread.For it doesn't wipe a tattoo offThe forehead of...
Ana Maria Oviedo Palomares, Bolivarian Republic of VenezuelaThe PoemsTINDUF ROSESWe are the root that resistsbelow the sand,tangled in phosphate,impossible to tear from the ground, even if they take everything.We are keeping multiplying everywhereI s...
Ahlam Bsharat, PalestineThe PoemsI Am Watermelon, I Am LambMy family used me to drink water,they thought I was a tin cup.This goes back to the day I cupped my palm in prayer,and to the times I'd fallen but didn't break.A deep gash in my left leg left...
Ko Un, South KoreaThe PoemsThe WhisperRain falls.I sit at my desk.The desk quietly says:Once I was a flower, was a leaf, was a stalk.I was a long root beneath the groundthat stretched as far as yonder desert oasisA scrap of iron on the desk says:I wa...
Barbara Pogačnik, SloveniaThe PoemsTO CATCH A TAIL Suddenly, I see a fish behind the wheelof a tram coming towards me. InstantlyI find myself in the driver's seatof my red and green tram. The rusty wheels gurgle brightly, as does the water under the ...
Michalis Papadopoulos, CyprusThe PoemsThe disagreement For Cavafy, for Seferiswe are more or less in agreement even withwhat they said that you didn't saywith words you put into their mouth that they didn't speak thoughyou ha...
Andrés Sánchez Robayna, SpainThe PoemsXΙΙΙ (Hydra.)PASSING once more are the white cloudsin a time when there's no time. This is one hourof time and it's your body and it's the watersglistening under the sun of memory.(translate: Manos Apostoli...
Leopoldo Castilla, ArgentinaThe PoemsNEVERto Daniel MoyanoIt is the same flythat buzzesthe same summer,the same flickering candle in the bedroomsand in the gallows the thunder;the same child, that man with his wet chestunder the rattled skies.There i...
Rocío Acebal Doval, SpainThe PoemsIT' IS NOT YOUIt's not habit – that sly milestoneof death-. Neither is itgoing to weddings alone or escapingsome foreignbedroom on Sundays; even less so is it makingdinner for two and dining alone.It's not eventhe lo...