Even if I don’t know where to reach,
how to reach, what to choose, I fumble…
Adolescent Angeliki through poems
The troubadours of love (1)
I see you knit chrysanthemums and lilies
in your golden curls.
Innocent girl, rose unwithered
Troubadours of love (2)
I cannot sleep tonight
vivid sensations lay bare before me
hidden in the dark …
Troubadours of love (3)
To get drunk from the tear of the stars
and from the erotic associations
of Avgerinos and Puglia
My soul…
In the inaction in my sleep
in the inertia of my darkness
you require commitment debilitating