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  Βυθίζομαι μα τώρα μόνο στα ρηχά και αυτό το χέρι άσπρο που δεν ματώνει πια σαν ίσκιος κουβαλάει το φώς που γύρω-γύρω βγαίνει ρηχά νερά μικρή ζωή που αγάπη δεν χορταίνει  

i miss the rain

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  i miss the rain sometimes when i’m with you and don’t remember what to do for love The way it runs down on hotel glass how you lie on the whites of well-made beds like desert water How it catches the brown of your hair with small diamonds of light This fire will put the water out, clear the … Read More

Keep your love around

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Keep your love around, like a knife. all at once you find what was in your mind, hidden nowhere Nowhere is where you went, when not alone. Somewhere is anywhere but here Somewhere is what it used to be And you, torn apart by words that always mean the same, and words that change, – like people. Like people change, … Read More

Dear Zeus

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Dear Zeus Ungod forever hold your silence. Lest those lost in known-unknown despair from the modern and affluent Gods of preach of violence and of hate of youngest martyrs of ignorant self killers of false promises And of violent raging death of teaching growing hate of lies, of ill-translated rhyme will hear the truth be spoken and seek to find … Read More

Poetry

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  Poetry is the sustaining space between half-chosen words. It lives irreverently, despite of us, and it despises us despite of those who hold the words in tiny hands at night like pieces from their heart still beating poetry begins when breathing  ends and effort is surrendered

behind the windshield screen

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  Sit behind The windshield in your car; Its quite amazing. From behind the windshield See the movie, A movie playing in front of you All-over So sit motionless but not emotion-less And as you drive As you drive by, your life, Unfolds around you And all the circumstances Now surround you Surround you like a play, A dress rehearsal … Read More

for Claire

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The colourful light in your eyes does not always set in the night, and shadows that hold deeper secrets, they dance where you gaze. In a second in life or a year in some dream, the beauty, the pain, is the same. Those loving eyes, like ancient people that sleep on some hill, their armies are resting and history seems to … Read More

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