Category: Greek
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Six Poems by Argyris Stavropoulos
Rain falls upon the names of old friends and loved ones washing away the letters
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Dimitra Kotoula
My experience takes the shape of anguish./ The bee’s hum hovers low on the dry summer grass.

Rain falls upon the names of old friends and loved ones washing away the letters
My experience takes the shape of anguish./ The bee’s hum hovers low on the dry summer grass.