Spyros L. Vrettos, Greece THE PROPER MOVE A KIND OF DESCENTOR THE LABORS IN THE NETHERWORLD The PoemsTHE PROPER MOVEThey were so much the same that as soon as she made a movein her home, he, who was elsewhere, guessed what the movewas and saw h...
Ania Vouloudi, Greece what my house is since I left The Poemswhat my house isMy house is a courtA passerby says I'm responsiblefor anything that is evilI'm just saying that time now trembles for a while and that I rented a gloomy spaceWhen a door clo...
Giannis Panousis, Greece SIMILARITIES HUMANS? The PoemsSIMILARITIESLight blueCyanDark blueGray blackCalmTroubledAngryCloudyWhat is it?The sea?NoIt is my soulthat is reflected on the seaeach timeI look into your eyesfilled with love*ΟΜΟΙΟΤΗΤΕΣΓα...
Panayiotis Nikolaides, Cyprus HOW CAN YOU LOVE A POEM COLLATERAL DAMAGE The PoemsHOW CAN YOU LOVE A POEM How can you love a poemwhen the deepest meaningof poetryis neither usefulnor fancyand among those writtenno poem was ever really necessaryf...
Roman Kissiov, BULGARIA María Ángeles Pérez López, SPAIN Ana Victoria Padilla Onatra, COLOMBIA Elizabeth Grech, MALTA Iván Oñate, ECUADOR Vitomirka Trebovac, SERBIA Luis García Montero, SPAIN Panayiotis Nikolaides, CYPRUS
Anna Afentoulidou, Greece Hide and seek Double play The PoemsHide and seekWhile days pass by the edge of the skyunder the ever-turning sun and the wind howling at the skylightMy throat out of breathI send messages and I hurryleaning against the...
Andonis Fostieris, Greece THE CELL NO THING IS NOTHING The 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 παφλάζ...
Electra Lazar, Greece THE CANARY IS NOT LIKE THE OTHER BIRDS. YOU CAN FIND IT IN ITS CAGE AND KILL IT WHEN SEXTANT IS THE BODY AND THE LEGS SLOWLY AND SLOWLY BREAK The PoemsTHE CANARY IS NOT LIKE THE OTHER BIRDS. YOU CAN FIND IT IN ITS CAGE AND KILL ...
Dimitris Athanaselos, Greece Anterooms of freedom Birth 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 voraciousbuild...
Luis García Montero, Spain The love Bitter Song The PoemsThe loveWords are shipsand so are lost, from one mouth to another,as if from one mist to another.They carry their cargo in discussionswithout finding a dock,the night when they're weighed...
Vitomirka Trebovac, Serbia opposites I will never forget The Poemsoppositesin front of the'olga petrov'retirement homea man kisseda woman's handshe raised her headand he blushedand what happened afterI don't knowbecause the wheels of my bicycle...
Iván Oñate, Ecuador Apocryphal biography of Borges The Fall The PoemsApocryphal biography of Borges for María Esther VázquezMothertake pity on Borgesthe lovestricken. Watch over himso he won't slip. Your child is boundto the worst kind of ...
Leonidas Kakaroglou, Greece MORNING IN NEW YORK NECKLACE The 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 ...
Iro Nikopoulou, Greece Into the light again Cicada The 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 oi...
Yiannis Patilis, Greece Agamemnon's Epifany End Titles 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 ruin...
Giorgos Koutouvelas, Greece A Fairytale Extract of Western civilization The 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 t...
Marouso Athanasiou, Greece OUT OF BREATH AT MY BIRTHPLACE LAZARUS' ENJOYMENT 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 tr...
Roman Kissiov, Bulgaria ITHACA LETTER The PoemsITHACA …You must have surely understood by then what Ithacas mean. C. Cavafy I am Odysseus, too,but unknown.No one ever heard of me,nobody knew about my shrewdness…Because I never left Ithaca.Never in my...
