Tag: Maria Nazos

• Dimitra Kotoula

  My experience takes the shape of anguish./ The bee’s hum hovers low on the dry summer grass.

  Greek, Modern Greek

  Dimitra Kotoula, Maria Nazos

• Dimitra Kotoula

  Our talks kept us late into the middle of night. / We are in shadows. / Around us objects

  Modern Greek

  Dimitra Kotoula, Maria Nazos