tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-207333942024-03-21T11:35:20.431+03:00Lest the bow break"Art exists so that the bow shall not break. The individual must be consecrated to do something higher than himself... [he] must be free of the terrible anxiety which death and time evoke in [him]: for at any moment, in the briefest of his life's course, he may encounter something holy, that endlessly outweighs all his struggle and all his distress" - Friedrich NietzscheΤυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-67527501158929012982013-04-11T22:56:00.001+03:002013-04-11T22:56:41.444+03:00The facts. Just the facts. And nothing but the facts.<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">This morning it poured.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">pulled the sheets <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">folded the blanket<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">puffed the pillows <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">placed them<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">The room crisp<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">almost un–lived in<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">stuck in the strainer, smell of green soap)<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">the light from the fridge left half-open.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The voice of butter crying in the
wilderness.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Outside the window, lunatic asylum TV
antennas<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">blather all together, but each one yells
its own.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">And every nightfall, the windows clatter<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">in remote and yellow conversations<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">lest they graze the scorching, frozen
boulevards.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Locked up people, listening to locked-up
people.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
<!--EndFragment-->Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-75556184111832814662011-08-20T13:45:00.001+03:002011-08-20T13:47:24.106+03:00In Between / Ταλάντευση<br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Taught, like thick and soaked ropes, trying<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">to bring Aegean shores together,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and like those shorelines which appear <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and disappear at the edge of horizons, <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">back and forth my untamable heart is lost and found <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">in salt-thick currents that open and heal all wounds.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">And my body, the sun, light –<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">rises over one shore, setting on the other,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">a sliver of moon peel embracing a star through dawn.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">And the still-heard prayers robed in blue <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">remind of summers, the dried red earth, <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">when I could see the unknown shore <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">but only from a distance.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">My foregone land, I’m since suspended<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">between the hope and fear that you might lure me<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">once again, unexpectedly, sweetly. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I kept your songs to fill my nights but all that I was left with <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">were muezzins’ chants for lullabies, and a void <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">bottomless as the sea, a sadness. And then <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">the bitterness of iodine that heals all wounds.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">(Trans: Adrianne Kalfopoulou and the author)</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><br />
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</span></span></i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">-----</span></span></i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"></span></span></div><div style="font: normal normal normal 11px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"><i><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">Σαν τα χοντρά και τα βρεγμένα<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">σχοινιά, που το Αιγαίο, τεντωμένα, πάνε να ενώσουν,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">και τη στεριά που μια σιμώνει και μια αφήνεται<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">στου ορίζοντα το βάθος –<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">έτσι η καρδιά μου, πέρα-δώθε, βάρκα αδούλωτη,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">χάνεται κι επιστρέφει, με το κύμα και τ’αλάτι<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">που ανοίγουν κι επουλώνουν τις πληγές.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">Και το κορμί μου ήλιος, φως, <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">σηκώνεται στη μια στεριά και δύει <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">στην άλλη, σα λευκή απ’το φεγγάρι φλούδα,<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">μ’ένα αστέρι αγκαλιά μέχρι να ξημερώσει.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">Κι οι προσευχές που ακόμα λέν, ντυμένες στα γαλάζια, <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">σαν κοκκινόχωμα ξερό, θυμίζουν καλοκαίρια<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">που μόνο απ’ αντίκρυ έβλεπα τις άγνωστες ακτές.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">Απαρνημένη γη, έκτοτε αιωρούμαι<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">ελεύθερη, με την ελπίδα και το φόβο<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">μήπως γλυκάνεις ξαφνικά. Και τα τραγούδια σου<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">τα φύλαξα, νυχτέρια να γεμίσουν, <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">μα μού ‘μειναν νανούρισμα μονάχα αμανέδες<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">κι ένα κενό, σαν πέλαγος απύθμενο, μια λύπη·<o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">κι ύστερα η πίκρα απ’το ιώδιο που θρέφει τις πληγές.</span><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-style: italic;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-45704404284454499882011-08-20T13:29:00.005+03:002011-08-20T13:48:38.089+03:00Mr. Nietzsche / Ο κύριος Νίτσε<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">A lack of a system is all very well,</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Mr. Nietzsche<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> (and so damned honest – no doubt about it –<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> since the mind is such a muddle<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> and the uttered thoughts are weapons –<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> sharp, inadequate)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">but was all that perhaps merely an excuse<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">so that others could do the dirty work?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">For nothing is more exasperating<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">than a slothful hand<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and a bunch of people demanding<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> an explanation<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span lang="IT"> <i>an explanation! </i></span><span lang="IT"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">so you end up saying what you didn’t want to say at all<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: yellow; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">so you end up forgetting<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and end up getting muddled.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">And what’s more, they blame you <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span lang="IT">for your lack of rhythm and clarity, <i>for your lack of weapons.</i></span><span lang="IT"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">As if the world were a well-tuned clock.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I know what I want to say,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I know what I believe in. How well I know<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">what pitfalls are in store for lovers <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">of truth and clarity.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Whoever wants to find out<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">has to go it alone.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I can’t be bothered with plumbing the depths of my mind.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">(To say nothing of this world.)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Weapons only lead to pointless and brutal wars.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="IT"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"></span></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;">Ωραία και καλή η απουσία συστήματος</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">κε Νίτσε</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 14.1px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">(και ειλικρινέστατη -δε λέω-</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 14.1px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">μιας και το μυαλο είναι κουβάρι μπερδεμένο</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 14.1px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">κι οι όποιες ειπωμένες σκέψεις, όπλα –</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 14.1px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">αιχμηρά· ανεπαρκή)</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">αλλά μήπως όλα αυτά ήταν μια δικαιολογία</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">για να κάνουν όλη τη βρωμοδουλειά οι άλλοι;</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">Γιατί τι πιο εκνευριστικό</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">από ένα χέρι οκνηρό</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">κι ένα μάτσο ανθρώπους που απαιτούν</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>να τους εξηγήσεις</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"><i><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>να τους εξηγήσεις!</i></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">μέχρι άλλα θες να πεις κι άλλα να λες</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">μέχρι που ξεχνάς</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">και μπερδεύεσαι.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">Και σου τη λένε κι από πάνω που ρυθμό</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">και καθαρότητα δεν έχεις, <i>οπλοστάσιο.</i></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">Λες κι είναι κόσμος καλοκουρδισμένο ρολογάκι.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; 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Ξέρω εγώ ο κόσμος</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">τι παγίδες τρέφει για της αλήθειας</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">και της καθαρότητας τους λάτρεις.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">Όποιος άλλος θε να μάθει</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">ας κάτσει μόνος του να βρει την άκρη.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">Βαριέμ’ εγώ να εξηγώ τα βάθη του μυαλού μου.</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">(Χώρια του κόσμου τούτου).</span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 14.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;"></span></div><div style="font: 12.0px Helvetica; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small; letter-spacing: 0px;">Τα όπλα μόνο ανούσιους κι αιμοσταγείς πολέμους φέρνουν.</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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</div>Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-56360133203912320132011-04-27T13:46:00.010+03:002011-04-27T14:36:53.073+03:00ΤΟ ΕΡΩΤΙΚΟ ΤΟΥ ΑΙΜΙΛΙΟΥ ΕΛΕΥΘΕΡΙΑΔΗ ΚΑΙ ΤΗΣ ΛΕΫΛΑ ΟΖΤΟΥΡΚ (The Books' Journal, τεύχος 7, Μάιος 2011)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2cv-qrigbtMTC8wtYOSpazNCv6mZjAkBcWKsfrsvLzT2fgz5SVsNcT8hnE8c554HoefAiFfY4lqzx72aK3mnOSZeiilsrOgau83Kl4qck-Q1gwRJWKUqESJ6QJEHtY4-Ss6_D/s1600/BJ5%253A011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2cv-qrigbtMTC8wtYOSpazNCv6mZjAkBcWKsfrsvLzT2fgz5SVsNcT8hnE8c554HoefAiFfY4lqzx72aK3mnOSZeiilsrOgau83Kl4qck-Q1gwRJWKUqESJ6QJEHtY4-Ss6_D/s320/BJ5%253A011.jpg" width="251" /></span></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Το σώμα σου, εύπλαστο, στιλπνό, βραδυγλιστρά κάτω απ’ το άγγιγμά μου·</span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">το τεντωμένο μπλε του Αιγαίου ζαρώνει και μαζεύεται, και</span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">η προγιαγιά μου καβαλικεύει τα φτερά, ανάποδα, της βάρκας </span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">και βγαίνει στην ξηρά, αρχίζει την πορεία της όπισθεν, απ’ τη Σμύρνη,</span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">βήμα το βήμα, σύρσιμο ανάστροφο και προς τα πίσω,</span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">μ’ ήχους που μοιάζουν με των δίσκων τις αντίθετες στροφές.</span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"></span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Όταν σ’ αγγίζω, </span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">ο μουεζίνης βάφει την πόλη χρυσαφιά, κι οι θείοι μου </span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">αναπατούν κι εισέρχονται στην πράσινη αυλή τους, λες </span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">και το σπίτι τούς ρουφά και τους τραβάει πίσω </span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">σα να’ τανε δεμένοι στους τοίχους με ζωνάρια. Οι χειροπέδες </span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">τους ανοίγουν και μαζεύονται, κλαγγούν όλες μαζί,</span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">σαν ένα ατσάλινο τσαμπί στη ζώνη δεκανέα.</span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"></span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Σα με φιλάς, </span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">η ανάσα του προπάππου μου εισβάλει στα πνευμόνια, </span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">το σώμα του τραντάζεται ξανά προς τη ζωή. Φίδι-σχοινί ξεσφίγγεται </span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">λασκάρει προς το χώμα, έρπει κατόπιν και τυλίγεται στα χέρια στρατιώτη.</span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Κι ο πάππος σκουντουφλά εμπρός, τα χέρια τον αφήνουν, </span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">και πέφτει αυτός διστακτικά στην κόρη του επάνω, </span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">και γραπωμένος βρίσκεται απ’ τα πουκάμισά της. Τα δάκρυά του </span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">ανέρχονται και χώνονται στα μάτια. Το αίμα εξατμίζεται ζεστό απ’ την ποδιά της.</span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"></span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Τ’ άλογα και τ’ άρματα γλιστρούν απ’ τ’ Ακχισάρ</span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">μες το λιοπύρι, μ’ όπισθεν, ρουφώντας τους καπνούς τους.</span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Ξαπλώνεις πάνω μου, αφήνοντας το βάρος.</span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Τζιτζίκια τραγανίζουνε θαμπά το καλοκαίρι.</span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Και πίσω απ’ τις κουρτίνες, η πεδιάδα λούζεται τη ζέστη,</span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">ο δρόσος εξατμίζεται, γεννάει οφθαλμαπάτες. Αιώνα πριν, </span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">στο μέτωπο σηκώνεται ένα χέρι και, τον ορίζοντα θωρώντας, </span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">προς Άγκυρα μεριά, αναρωτιέται αμίλητα : τι να’ ναι </span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">η σκόνη που σηκώνεται, σαλεύει κι αλυχτά;</span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; min-height: 12.0px; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"></span></span></div><div style="font: 11.0px Trebuchet MS; margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div></span></div>Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-40836790139145854122011-04-27T13:37:00.000+03:002011-04-27T13:37:56.999+03:00Επίμετρο στο βιβλίο του David Boratav : Ψίθυροι στο Μπέγιογλου (εκδ. Πόλις, 2011)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpVX5MBi-AwvT4Xw6wjHM9R5fQs3MIdVXQtY4XEr3Ly9isPFwyvP90besom8O-RatNN-n8R5HU2Af07d7KklZ9pGanZFFjH14Z0P-2GKnuiSJ0ZngVU8c1juF2UByt3k956Ecb/s1600/boratav.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpVX5MBi-AwvT4Xw6wjHM9R5fQs3MIdVXQtY4XEr3Ly9isPFwyvP90besom8O-RatNN-n8R5HU2Af07d7KklZ9pGanZFFjH14Z0P-2GKnuiSJ0ZngVU8c1juF2UByt3k956Ecb/s1600/boratav.jpg" /></a></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;">Το πρώτο πράγμα που γίνεται αντιληπτό από έναν επισκέπτη της σημερινής Ιστανμπούλ είναι ― πέραν της απαράμιλλης, φυσικής της ομορφιάς ― η πολυπλοκότητά της, η συνύπαρξη Ρωμαϊκών, Βυζαντινών και Οθωμανικών χτισμάτων και παλατιών με υπερσύγχρονους ουρανοξύστες και γέφυρες, οι πανάκριβες βίλλες, με εκατοντάδες χιλιάδες εργατικές πολυκατοικίες και χαμόσπιτα. Η Ιστανμπούλ είναι ένας πίνακας κυβιστικός, πολυδιάστατος, αδύνατον να χαρακτηριστεί εν τω συνόλω. Κάτι τέτοιο, φυσικά, περιμένει κανείς απ’ όλες τις μεγαλουπόλεις του κόσμου, πόσο μάλλον από μια πόλη δεκαπέντε εκατομμυρίων κατοίκων, δύο ηπείρων, τριών θαλασσών και έξι νησιών: πού αλλού συμβαδίζει συνειδητά η μιζέρια κι η άγνοια της φτώχιας με τη θρασύτητα και την υπερβολή του πλούτου, αν όχι εδώ; Πού αλλού ο θρησκευτικός φανατισμός μια συντάσεται και μια συγκρούεται με το συντηρητισμό του κοσμικού καθεστώτος; Πού αλλού μοιάζει η μύχια μοναξιά να τρέφεται από τ’ αμέτρητα πλήθη των ανθρώπων, αν όχι σε μια μεγαλούπολη του 21ου αιώνα;</div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US">Η ιδιαιτερότητα, λοιπόν, της Ιστανμπούλ δεν έγκειται στην εμφανή της πολυπλοκότητα ― την οποία άλλες, πολύ πιο οργανωμένες και νεότερες μητροπόλεις (όπως το Λονδίνο του Τζούλιους Λεντζ) μόνο να προσποιηθούν μπορούν. Ούτε στην πολυπολιτισμικότητά της ― έναν τομέα στον οποίο μειονεκτεί παρασάγγας, πια, σε σχέση με την υπόλοιπη Ευρώπη.</span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US">Η ιδιαιτερότητα της Πόλης είναι κάτι πολύ πιο φευγαλέο κι αφηρημένο από το συνονθύλευμα εκατομμυρίων διαφορετικών ιστοριών σ’ ένα πεπερασμένο γεωγραφικό χώρο· και είναι η εξής: η Ιστανμπούλ είναι ρευστή, ευμετάβλητη, απατηλή, δεν υφίσταται πέραν των εικόνων και των εντυπώσεων που σχηματίζει κανείς βλέποντάς τη. Είναι εκατομμύρια πόλεις μαζί, όσοι και οι θεατές της, μα ποτέ μία· είναι ένας καμβάς πάνω στον οποίο ο καθένας ζωγραφίζει τη δική του πόλη δίχως ποτέ να μπορεί να δαμάσει την πραγματικότητα. Ο Boratav τη χαρακτηρίζει λεηλατημένη, επανειλημμένως ξεκοιλιασμένη. Κάθε γενιά της πρέπει να την πλάσει από την αρχή, να ξαναβρεί ιστορικά σημεία αναφοράς, μόνο και μόνο για να τ’ απωλέσει ξανά μερικές δεκαετίες αργότερα. Τζαμιά γκρεμίζονται και χάνονται, Βυζαντινοί λιμένες ανακαλύπτονται κάτω απ’ τη λάσπη αιώνων, μοντέρνες γέφυρες χτίζονται πάνω σε συντρίμμια ιστορικών κτηρίων, οι εθνικιστές διώχνουν τους αυτόχθονες για να παραμεριστούν με τη σειρά τους από τους ανατολίτες: η Ιστανμπούλ κυλά μες στο χρόνο, μεταμορφώνεται με τη δυναμικότητα, την ταχύτητα και την επικινδυνότητα που συνυπάρχουν κι εναλάσσονται τα τρία ρεύματα του Βοσπόρου. Κι έτσι, κάθε λίγο, αναγεννάται στις συνειδήσεις των κατοίκων της, ο ένας καμβάς πάνω στον άλλο, σαν ένα πρισματικό γυαλί που αλλάζει μορφή και χρώματα ανάλογα με το πώς το χτυπά ο ήλιος.</span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US">Η Ιστανμπούλ είναι το κοσμικό Nişantaşı με τις πανάκριβες μπουτίκ του, η Μaçka και οι λόφοι του Βeşiktaş με τα πολυτελή διαμερίσματά τους. Είναι τα περίχωρα της Tarabya και του Emirgan, όπου ασύλληπτα πλούσιοι μεγιστάνες τύπου Γενίαντάμ ανακατεύουν τις τράπουλες της πολιτικής και πολιτισμικής ζωής της χώρας.</span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US">Η Ιστανμπούλ είναι οι κουλτουριάρικες συνοικίες του Μπεγιογλού, το Cihangir και τα Çukurcuma, μ’ ενοίκια επιπέδου Λονδίνου και Νέας Υόρκης σε μια χώρα όπου ο μέσος μισθός δεν υπερβαίνει τα τετρακόσια ευρώ. Στις γκαλερί και τα παλαιοπωλεία τους συχνάζουν καλλιτέχνες τύπου Κούμπλαϊ Χαν, που κατηγορούν τους συμπατριώτες τους για προδοσία της τουρκικής καλλιτεχνικής παράδοσης και της πατροπαράδοτης απλότητας και ταπεινοφροσύνης της χώρας, μόνο και μόνο για να γυρίσουν το βράδυ να κοιμηθούν ήσυχοι στο σπίτι τους στο Bebek, μία από τις ομορφότερες και αστρονομικά ακριβές συνοικίες του Βοσπόρου. </span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US">Η Istanbul είναι οι νεόπλουτοι αστοί, που (όπως επισημαίνει ο Boratav, παραθέτοντας μία παρατήρηση του ζωγράφου Ρέμπραντ) έλκονται από το Άλλο λόγω κενότητας, έλλειψης δικής τους πρωτοτυπίας. Πουθενά δεν είναι αυτό εμφανέστερο από τη “δυτικομανία” και την “αμερικανομανία” των νέων, τουρκικών ανερχόμενων τάξεων (θρησκευτικών και λαϊκών) του Etiler, του Ataşehir, της Florya και του Kemerburgaz με τα μούλτιπλεξ</span><span lang="EN-US"> σινεμά τους και τα mall </span><span lang="EN-US">τους, </span><span lang="EN-US">τα σιτέ </span><span lang="EN-US">(συγκροτήματα κατοικιών) με τους πορτιέρηδες, τις πισίνες και τους σοφέρ και τους πανάκριβους καθηγητές Αγγλικών να μπαινοβγαίνουν όλη μέρα ― κάτι σαν την μεγαλοαστική Ελλάδα πριν την οικονομική κρίση. Κι αν στη δεκαετία του ’70 όλα αυτά ήταν προνόμια μόνο της μικρής, κεμαλικής ελίτ, η νέα, πλούσια Ιστανμπούλ είναι ολοένα και περισσότερο το δυτικοφανές προπύργιο των ανερχόμενων υποστηρικτών του κόμματος της Δικαιοσύνης και της Ανάπτυξης (ΑΚP) του Ταγίπ Ερντογάν.</span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US">Η Ιστανμπούλ είναι οι κάτοικοι των gecekondu, των πανταχού παρουσών παραγκουπόλεων, χτισμένων εν μία νυκτί με λαμαρίνες, τούβλα, λάσπη, ξύλα, κόντρα πλακέ και ό,τι άλλα μπάζα μπορούν να βρεθούν κι ακουμπησμένων δίπλα, πάνω, κάτω, δεξιά κι αριστερά από τις βίλλες του Bebek, του Kuruçeşme, του Şişli. Άνθρωποι που ζουν σαν τον Πικάσο του Boratav, άλλοτε ευτυχισμένοι με τα λιγοστά τους υπάρχοντα, άλλοτε δυστυχισμένοι κι ενίοτε έχοντας την πιο προνομιακή, εκπληκτική και δωρεάν θέα στο Βόσπορο. </span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US">Η Ιστανμπούλ είναι η πόλη των χιλιάδων πανύψηλων εργατικών κατοικιών, κατασκευασμένων εν τάχει και τις περισσότερες φορές δίχως τις απαραίτητες αντισεισμικές προϋποθέσεις, η πόλη που θρήνησε στο σεισμό του ’99 εννιακόσους ογδονταέναν κατοίκους, χαμένους κάτω από τα συντρίμμια ολοκαίνουργιων, πολυόροφων οικοδομών μες στην καρδιά της πόλης ― τους φτωχούς και σκληρά εργαζόμενους γείτονες του pezevenk Mουσταφά και της οικογένειάς του. Είναι η πόλις που στα συντρίμμια αυτά, στη βιομηχανική περιοχή του Şişli, χτίζει σήμερα με περηφάνια το “Παλάτι της Δικαιοσύνης”, ένα κυκλικό μεγαθήριο που θα στεγάζει το μεγαλύτερο Δικαστικό Μέγαρο του κόσμου, με το οποίο εγκαινιάζεται και συμβολικά η προσφάτη κατάργηση της διαχωριστικής γραμμής ανάμεσα στην εκτελεστική και δικαστική εξουσία της χώρας.</span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US">Η Ιστανμπούλ είναι οι συντηρητικές συνοικίες του Fatih και του Eyüp, όπου πλήθη θρησκευόμενων ορδών εξ Ανατολίας κατέλαβαν τις άλλοτε πολυπληθείς Βυζαντινές και Βενετσιάνικες συνοικίες της παλιάς πόλης, διώχνοντας με τη βοήθεια των αρχών πρώτα τους Έλληνες, Αρμένιους κι Εβραίους κατοίκους τους και κατόπιν τους εκατοντάδες χιλιάδες αριστερούς Τούρκους, σαν το θείο Αντνάν του Boratav. Περιοχές όπου πιθανώς διαμένει ο ταξιτζής του βιβλίου, που κατσουφιάζει στη θέα των πελατών του που κουβαλάνε μπουκάλια αλκοόλ και αναπολεί με νοσταλγία το θρησκευτικό συντηριτισμό αλλά και την ανατολίτικη ανθρωπιά κωμοπόλεων όπως το Καρς. </span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US">Η Ιστανμπούλ <i>δεν</i> </span><span lang="EN-US">είναι η παλιά πόλη του Pierre Loti και των υπολοίπων οριενταλιστών, η Ανατολή του σχολικού εγχειριδίου Lagrade & Bouchard, </span><span lang="EN-US">η πόλις των θαυμάτων, του εξωτικού φαντασιακού. Στα ιστορικά της κτήρια ―την Αγιά Σοφιά και το Τοπ Καπί, τα παλάτια του Ντολμάμπαχτσε, του Τσιραγάν και του Μπεϊλέρμπεϊ, όλα μουσεία ή ξενοδοχεία πια, βασιλεύει ακόμα ένας διατηρητέος Οθωμανικός αυτοκρατορικός αέρας. Μα στα υπέροχα τζαμιά του Μιμάρ Σινάν η Πόλις ζει, βράζει, κοχλάζει κάτω από την επιφάνεια ― όχι με τον εξωτισμό που μάγεψε το Λοττί και τον Μπάυρον, αλλά από το χαρακτηριστικό, εσωτερικά συγκρουσιακό χαρακτήρα του Ισλάμ: την ήρεμη αποδοχή του πεπρωμένου και την απαράμιλλη δυναμικότητα μιας εκ νέου ερμηνευμένης θρησκείας, λιγότερο ανεκτικής από ποτέ.</span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US"><br />
</span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US">Οι φυλές της Ιστανμπούλ βρίσκονται σε πόλεμο μεταξύ τους, όπως και σε ολόκληρη τη σημερινή Τουρκία. Είναι ένας πόλεμος που δεν έχει πάψει να εξελίσσεται από την πτώση της Οθωμανικής αυτοκρατορίας και στον οποίο μόνο οι αντιμαχόμενες πλευρές αλλάζουν, δίχως να σταματούν οι κοινωνικές εχθροπραξίες. Ο πρωταγωνιστής του Boratav ― ξένος στη γενέτειρά του ― μόνο επιφανειακά μπορεί να νιώσει κάτι τέτοιο, πριν διαφύγει και πάλι στην ασφάλεια της οργανωμένης (και πιθανώς εκ νέου άυπνης) ζωής του στο Λονδίνο. Η ζύμωση, όμως, είναι εμφανής γύρω του: η αποστροφή και ο τρόμος του Γενίαντάμ απέναντι στο Μουσταφά· τα αχρείαστα, ιταμά σχόλια του Πινάσκι απέναντι στους φτωχότερους συμπολίτες του· το μίσος κι η άγνοια του ταξιτζή από το Καρς απέναντι στο κοσμικό κατεστημένο: επιφανειακές χαρακιές στο πρόσωπο της πόλης, σαν τις χαρακιές στο όπλο του Κεμάλ στο Ανίτ Καμπίρ. Η Ιστανμπούλ ανέκαθεν ήταν ο καθρέφτης της τουρκικής ιστορίας, το θέατρο των κοινωνικών της συγκρούσεων, το χωνευτήρι των πολιτισμών. Αν η Ιστανμπούλ δεν καταφέρει να συμβιβάσει τις αντικρουόμενες αυτές δυνάμεις της, η ίδια η Τουρκία δε θα τα καταφέρει. </span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US"><br />
</span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US">Εν τέλει, ο πρωταγωνιστής του Boratav ― ο αποστασιοποιημένος παρατηρητής που μέχρι να την ξαναζήσει, γνώριζε την πόλη του μόνο μέσα από τις φαντασιακές και κατα κόρον ανυπόστατες διηγήσεις ξένων μιμητών ― πέφτει και κοιμάται στο Μπεγιογλού κι ονειρεύεται το όνειρο της Ιστανμπούλ. Κι όταν ξυπνά, ο κόσμος γύρω του έχει την ίδια ακριβώς ονειρική ποιότητα: ένα αλλοπρόσαλλο, ελλειπτικό, ατελές, πολυεπίπεδο παραλλήρημα αλληλοσυγκρουόμενων δυνάμεων ― ένα βαρύτατο συμπύκνωμα ιστορίας ― που ροκανίζει την πραγματικότα κι εξαφανίζει την πόλη. </span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US">Για τον πρωταγωνιστή του βιβλίου αυτό είναι γιατρειά: ένας ζωντανός οργανισμός (η Ιστανμπούλ) υποφέρει περισσότερο απ’ τον ίδιο. Για τους κατοίκους της πόλης, είναι κατάρα κι ευλογία συνάμα. </span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US"><br />
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</span></span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">If there is one thing that Istanbul readily reveals to any visitor nowadays – apart, of course, from its haunting, unrivaled natural beauty – it is its complex, elusive facade: the coexistence of Roman, Byzantine and Ottoman monuments, with modern skyscrapers and cutting-edge suspension bridges; of multimillion villas, with council estates and shanty-towns. Istanbul is like a cubist painting: multilayered and impossible to pinpoint. This is hardly surprising, of course, for a city of fifteen million people that spans over two continents, three seas and six islands. Where else would you look for a conscious marriage between the misery and ignorance of poverty and the insolence and excess of great wealth, if not here? Where else does religious fanaticism continuously vacillate between supporting and opposing conservative, albeit secular, forces? Where else can you expect innermost loneliness to feed itself on massive crowds, if not in a typical C21 metropolis?<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Istanbul’s singularity, therefore, does not rest on its obvious complexity – a complexity, true, that other, more organized and younger cities (like Julius Lenz’ London) can only pay lip service to. Nor does it stem from its multicultural nature – a field in which Istanbul is a far cry nowadays from other European metropolises. <o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Istanbul’s singularity is something way more ephemeral and abstract than the amalgamation of million different narratives trapped within a limited geographical space: it is its fluid, mutable, deceptive identity. Surprisingly enough, Istanbul does not exist beyond the images and impressions it creates in people’s minds; it is a million different cities at the same time – as many as its spectators – but never one, never separate from them; it is a master canvas on which each and every person paints its own understanding of the city, without ever being able to capture it as a whole. Boratav calls it “plundered” , “repeatedly gutted”. Every new generation must mould it anew, rediscover its historical reference points, only to forfeit them again some decades later: mosques are torn down and disappear into thin air; byzantine ports are unearthed under the mud of ages; modern bridges are built on the ruins of historical buildings; nationalist elements drive away the natives only to be driven out themselves later, by anatolian migrants. Istanbul flows through time, it transforms with the momentum, the speed, and the hazardous nature with which the Bosphorus’s three currents alternate. And so, it is constantly reborn, in the consciousness of its inhabitants, canvas upon canvas, like a prismatic glass that changes shapes and colours as the sun strikes it from different angles.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="Body" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Istanbul is the cosmopolitan, gossipy streets of Nişantaşı and their expensive boutiques; Μaçka and the hills of Βeşiktaş with their luxury apartments. It is the outskirts of Tarabya and Emirgan, where inconceivably rich tycoons (à la Yeniadam) shuffle the cards in the country’s political and cultural games. It is the bohemian Beyoğlu neighbourhoods of Cihangir and Çukurcuma, where rents hit London and New York City prices, in a country where monthly wages average three hundred euros. In the local galleries and antique shops, artists like Kubla Khan spend their time criticizing their fellow countrymen for having betrayed the tradition of Turkish art and forgotten the simplicity and modesty of the simple people, only to go back at night, to their Bebek houses, to enjoy one of the most beautiful yet astronomically expensive vistas of the city.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Istanbul is the nouveau-riche bourgeoisie, who (as Boratav writes, citing Rembrandt) are attracted by the Other because of their own vacuousness, their own lack of originality. Nowhere else is this more pronounced than in the fascination exhibited by the emerging, new classes – whether religious or secular – of Etiler, say, Ataşehir, Florya, or Kemerburgaz for everything american, everything west-like. Multiplex movie theatres, malls, luxury </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">siteler </span></span></i></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">complete with doormen, swimming pools, chauffeurs, and unnecessarily expensive, private, English teachers: if this reminds you of pre-crisis, upper-middle class, Greek excess, you’re not far off. And if all this used to be, in the 70s, 80s, and 90s, the exclusive prerogative a small, Kemalist elite, the new, rich Istanbul is increasingly the west-facing facade and bastion of a new elite: the up-and-coming supporters of Recep Tayyip Erdoğan’s Justice and Development Party (AKP).<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Istanbul is, also, the </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">gecekondular,</span></span></i></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> the omnipresent shanty-towns, often built in the space of a single night with whatever building debris could be easily accessed: sheet metal, plywood, bricks, pieces of wood, mud, whatever, and situated next to, above, bellow, to the right and left of the villas in Bebek, Kuruçeşme, or Şişli. Their inhabitants – people like Boratav’s Picasso – lead sometimes happy, sometimes miserable lives, with whatever little they own; and quite often, they have the most exclusive, incredible and gratis view of the Bosphorus.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Istanbul is the city of thousands of high-rising council estates, constructed at the speed of light and often without the necessary anti-seismic precautions; a city that mourned nine hundred and eighty one of its inhabitants during the 1999 earthquake, most of them buried under the rubble of brand-new, multistory buildings, right in the heart of the city. The victims were mostly the poor but hardworking neighbours of </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">pezevenk</span></span></i></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> Mustafa and his family. And it is the same city that is now proudly constructing, on top of the very same ruins, at Şişli’s industrial area, its new Adalet Sarayı – a circular leviathan of a building that will house the world’s biggest Palais de Justice: an unintentionally ironic site for inaugurating Turkey’s recent eradication of the dividing line between the executive and the judiciary.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Istanbul is, too, the conservative neighbourhoods of Fatih and Eyüp, where masses of devout migrants from Anatolia inhabit what was once the Byzantine and Venetian quarters of the city. Having first driven out – with the complicity of the state – the Armenian, Jewish, and Greek inhabitants, they then forced hundreds of thousands of left-wing Turks, similar to Boratav’s Uncle Adnan, into a conscious, yet involuntary, escape. The book’s taxi driver probably resides here: he’s only typical of the local men, who frown at people carrying bottles of alcohol and reminisce about the devout attitude and the humanity that infuses Turkey’s anatolian communities.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Istanbul is </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">not</span></span></i></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> the old city once revered by Pierre Loti and the rest of the orientalists; it is </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">not</span></span></i></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Lagrade & Bouchard</span></span></i></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">’s view of the Orient, the city of marvels and of exotic fantasies. True, inside its historical monuments – the Aya Sofya, the palaces at Topkapı, Dolmabahçe, Çirağan, or Beylerbey, all museums or luxury hotels now – there still blows a kind of preserved, Ottoman, imperial air. But in the beautiful mosques of Mimar Sinan, the city is alive; it seethes and bubbles under the surface, not with the exoticism that bewitched Pierre Loti or Lord Bayron, but with the distinctive, internally contradictory character of Islam: there, the serenity of accepting one’s fate comes at odds with the unparalleled impetus of a newly re-interpreted religion, less tolerant than ever before.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">The tribes of Istanbul are subtly at war with each other, as is the rest of the country. It is a war that has not really ceased since the fall of the Ottoman Empire; only the conflicting sides change; the social unrest never stops. Boratav’s protagonist – a stranger in his own birth-place – can only feel these frictions skin-deep, before he returns to the safety of his tidy (if, again, insomniac) life in London. But the tension is evident all around him: from Yeniadam’s distaste and horror towards Mustafa, and Pinasky’s presumptuous and unnecessary comments towards his poorer fellow citizens, to the </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Karslı</span></span></i></span><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"> taxi driver’s hatred and ignorance towards the secular status quo: constant abrasions on Istanbul’s beautiful face, like the scratches on Kemal Atatürk’s gun in Anıtkabir. Istanbul has always been the mirror of Turkish history, the theatre in which its social conflicts have played out, the crucible of so many different cultures. If Istanbul cannot conciliate the warring forces at play, Turkey itself won’t be able to reconcile them either.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">At the end of the day, Boratav’s protagonist – the detached observer who once knew his own city exclusively through the fantastic and predominantly ill-founded narrations of foreign travelers – falls asleep in Beyoğlu and dreams the dream of Istanbul. And when he wakes up, the world around him has assumed the very same, dreamy essence: an erratic, elliptical, fragmented, multi-layered delirium of opposing forces – a most heavy condensation of history – that eats away at reality and makes the city disappear. For him, this is a cure for his distress: a living organism, Istanbul itself, is suffering more than he does. But for the inhabitants of this city, it is a curse and it is a blessing.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div align="right" class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: right;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Istanbul, February 2011<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div align="right" class="BodyA" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; tab-stops: 1.0cm 2.0cm 3.0cm 4.0cm 5.0cm 6.0cm 7.0cm 226.75pt 255.1pt 283.45pt 311.8pt 340.15pt 368.5pt 396.85pt 425.2pt 453.55pt; text-align: right;"><span lang="EN-US"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Krystalli Glyniadakis<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-72692372478261472972009-12-02T21:16:00.009+02:002010-09-20T11:03:09.451+03:00Bugün Pazar (Nazim Hikmet, 1948)<div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisMVPLT76jHxBWlo3pHELSzgWUfPqAPku-4K9LZnAHNPnwPKpz0QhMzfC5iRwPAvWgHzcNEu25DVP8EBBtt6_Z_Tf9dHlMkP9QLS8z3Xa5YK9ZUCuRkt7LfIaPHM4gSomoS0gc/s1600-h/HIkmet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisMVPLT76jHxBWlo3pHELSzgWUfPqAPku-4K9LZnAHNPnwPKpz0QhMzfC5iRwPAvWgHzcNEu25DVP8EBBtt6_Z_Tf9dHlMkP9QLS8z3Xa5YK9ZUCuRkt7LfIaPHM4gSomoS0gc/s200/HIkmet.jpg" /></a></div><br />
Bugün Pazar</div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;">Bugün beni ilk defa güneşe çıkardılar.</div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: left;">Ve ben ömrümde ilk defa</div></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: left;">gökyüzünün bu kadar benden uzak</div></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: left;">bu kadar mavi</div></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: left;">bu kadar geniş olduğuna şaşarak</div></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: left;">kımıldanmadan durdum.</div></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: left;">Sonra saygı ile toprağa oturdum.</div></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: left;">Dayadım sırtımı beyaz duvara.</div></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: left;">Bu anda ne düşmek dalgalara</div></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: left;">bu anda ne kavga,</div></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: left;"> ne hürriyet, ne karım.</div></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: left;"> Toprak, güneş ve ben...</div></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit;"><div style="text-align: left;"> Bahtiyarım. </div></div><br />
<div style="color: #0b5394;">Today is Sunday.</div><div style="color: #0b5394;">Today for the first time they let me out in the sun.</div><div style="color: #0b5394;">And for the first time in my life</div><div style="color: #0b5394;">I was astonished at how far, how blue, how vast the visible sky was from me</div><div style="color: #0b5394;">and I stood still.</div><div style="color: #0b5394;">Later on, respectfully I sat down on the ground</div><div style="color: #0b5394;">I leaned my back against the white wall.</div><div style="color: #0b5394;">At this moment, no worry</div><div style="color: #0b5394;">at this moment, no struggle</div><div style="color: #0b5394;">no freedom</div><div style="color: #0b5394;">no wife.</div><div style="color: #0b5394;">Just the earth, the sun, and I...</div><div style="color: #0b5394;">I am happy.</div><div style="color: #0b5394;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #073763;">Κυριακή σήμερα.</div><div style="color: #073763;">Σήμερα για πρώτη φορά μ'άφησαν να βγω στον ήλιο.</div><div style="color: #073763;">Και σήμερα, για πρώτη φορά, έμεινα ακίνητος, έκπληκτος με το πόσο μακρινός</div><div style="color: #073763;">πόσο γαλάζιος</div><div style="color: #073763;">πόσο απέραντος είν' ο ουρανός.</div><div style="color: #073763;">Μετά, κάθισα με σεβασμό στο χώμα</div><div style="color: #073763;">κι ακούμπησα την πλάτη μου στον λευκό τοίχο.</div><div style="color: #073763;">Εκείνη τη στιγμή, ούτε μια έγνοια</div><div style="color: #073763;">ούτε ο αγώνας</div><div style="color: #073763;">ούτε η ελευθερία</div><div style="color: #073763;">ούτε η γυναίκα μου.</div><div style="color: #073763;">Μόνο το χώμα, ο ήλιος κι εγώ...</div><div style="color: #073763;">Είμαι ευτυχισμένος.</div>Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-60382453831281436272009-12-02T19:06:00.002+02:002009-12-02T20:03:21.521+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg25VO9I6fq4Jh8eY9T2gTlPC-qu9Carcq21flNplCDJuInHe73jaXw5svlZVT0a593YMARjL1tZJQWZAPaMDqzF5YqrcON2Jb5_ku-I_Gx7YRJd_G_vRJvvzZa72qu9QdmTCL/s1600-h/UEA.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg25VO9I6fq4Jh8eY9T2gTlPC-qu9Carcq21flNplCDJuInHe73jaXw5svlZVT0a593YMARjL1tZJQWZAPaMDqzF5YqrcON2Jb5_ku-I_Gx7YRJd_G_vRJvvzZa72qu9QdmTCL/s400/UEA.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410686446911283394" /></a><br /><br />The "UEA Poetry Anthology: Eight Poets" is introduced by prize-winning poets Lavinia Greenlaw and George Szirtes and brings together eight fresh and fine new voices from all around the world (Australia, Bermuda, Greece, Hong Kong, New Mexico, and the UK) -- some already being heard and heralded.<br /><br />For the first time, this is a separate anthology from that of the prose in order to more directly promote these talented new voices. After being founded in 1992, the poetry course has seen the likes of Owen Sheers, Kathy Simmonds, Denise Riley, Andrew Motion, Ben Borek, Lavinia Greenlaw, Agnes Lehoczky, George Szirtes, Matthew Hollis, Adam Foulds, Hugo Williams, Daniel Kane, and Anthony Thwaite, all teach and/or study in its hallowed concrete halls.<br /><br />Buy this if you want a good glimpse the future of new poetry in Britain and wider -- get to know the names before they are famous and impress your friends with prescient wisdom.<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">“No house-style, no ready-mades, simply original thinking, original writing from from an exciting set of individual voices.”<br />-- George Szirtes<br /><br />"This group of poets have come from all over the world to work together at UEA. The interaction of such different voices has helped each to become more distinctive, more its own."<br />-- Lavinia Greenlaw</span><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Poets included:</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;"> Chris Astwood, Penny Boxall Krystalli Glyniadakis, James Midgley, Jenny Padgin, Marisa Silva-Dunbar, Jenny Wong, Sam Zifchak </span></div>Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-20643183118825316292009-02-28T20:20:00.011+02:002009-12-02T20:28:08.339+02:00Κάλλια Παπαδάκη - Ο ΗΧΟΣ ΤΟΥ ΑΚΑΛΥΠΤΟΥ (6 κοινόχρηστες ιστορίες), εκδ. ΠΟΛΙΣ<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-GoqOBxBkX4i_tiZhu_rQ6cLohmrLQMtpY6AMRn1Z_Iewb_Gmoaxut-JF0g1i3q1Xudoh2cHXS6D5EZaqr7RJFFMAr6NM3PQqr2OuSuMqil9cnZ-MQpsQg9rDiGIoXiuUBgpR/s1600-h/ixos_akalyptou.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-GoqOBxBkX4i_tiZhu_rQ6cLohmrLQMtpY6AMRn1Z_Iewb_Gmoaxut-JF0g1i3q1Xudoh2cHXS6D5EZaqr7RJFFMAr6NM3PQqr2OuSuMqil9cnZ-MQpsQg9rDiGIoXiuUBgpR/s400/ixos_akalyptou.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307915362106651682" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ένα πράγμα που κάνει την Κάλλια Παπαδάκη να ξεχωρίζει από άλλους συγγραφείς -Έλληνες μα και ξένους- είναι η αγάπη που έχει για την γλώσσα, την οποία απέκτησε ως ποιήτρια. Ο λόγος της είναι πολλές φορές ποιητικός, ρευστός, ρυθμικός, ακολουθώντας περισσότερο το τραγούδι των λέξεων παρά το νήμα της πλοκής. Ως μυθιστορηματογράφος έρχεται, κατόπιν, και παίρνει αυτά τα μουσικά νήματα και τα συνθέτει σε ένα υφαντό με αρχή και τέλος. Το αποτέλεσμα είναι να ερχόμαστε αντιμέτωποι με κείμενα των οποίων ο ρυθμός πλημμυρίζει τη σελίδα και κάνει τη γραφή να κυλάει σα μελωδία. Αυτό, σε συνδυσαμό με το γεγονός ότι η συγγραφέας είναι σε πλήρη έλεγχο της αφήγησής της (υπάρχουν πολλοί συγγραφείς που αδυνατόυν να κάνουν ακόμα κι αυτό, και άλλοι -π.χ. ο Ian McEwan - που το κάνουν σε βαθμό υπερβολικό, με αποτέλεσμα να μην αφήνουν τον αναγνώστη να "χαθεί" στην ιστορία) κάνει τα κείμενα της Κάλλιας Παπαδάκη μεστά μα κι ευκολοδιάβαστα συνάμα. Αν πρέπει κάτι να βελτιώσει ελάχιστα στο επόμενο βιβλίο της (όταν οι επόμενες ιστορίες που εγκυμωνεί αρχίζουν να την πνίγουν) είναι το δέσιμο της πλοκής- α λα McEwan- διότι η μουσικότητά της είναι αλάνθαστη.<br /><br />Ο Γρηγοριάδης έγραψε πως η Παπαδάκη "γράφει σαν συγγραφέας του κόσμου, ισοδύναμα" (http://www.teogrigoriadis.blogspot.com/). Συμφωνώ μαζί του απόλυτα. Εάν η αγάπη της για την Αθήνα κρατήσει μέσα στα χρόνο, τότε μπορεί και να βρισκόμαστε σήμερα αντιμέτωποι με μία πολύ ευχάριστη συγκυρία: την απόκτηση μίας δικής μας Modiano, αθηναϊκής, μα συνάμα παγκόσμιας... Συγχαρητήρια!Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-4898769763478646542008-11-28T02:14:00.007+02:002009-12-02T20:04:42.393+02:00Ode to a coffee shop girl - take 1sweet chocolate girl hair wrinkles sprinkled<br />on forehead. blonde. you bloom in my<br />mouth begonias froth on the window<br />sill. killing time in your coffee shop<br />is exquisite torture. your fingers<br />(a taste of warm bread coffee<br />beans just roasted my voice<br />caught in my throat)<br />inside of me<br /><br />I moan of cappuccinosΤυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-20965697915976249422008-08-15T15:22:00.005+03:002011-04-27T13:52:42.922+03:00A tribute to ee cummings : "I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing, than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWyEuzUR7Brf6VHybzgU4SqItkJZ5Wc_6A_OjRL11BkZUIXF_Ldy60dBZOIvswJ9gfmpOHMpKHn5I_U8e6FU_vxIFIabq_VGqSgnL_Ha6HtSApVEJXlLkHZmRkikwRZhbH_14_/s1600-h/eecummings.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234720003842794786" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWyEuzUR7Brf6VHybzgU4SqItkJZ5Wc_6A_OjRL11BkZUIXF_Ldy60dBZOIvswJ9gfmpOHMpKHn5I_U8e6FU_vxIFIabq_VGqSgnL_Ha6HtSApVEJXlLkHZmRkikwRZhbH_14_/s200/eecummings.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; float: left; margin: 0 10px 10px 0;" /></a><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">if up's the word;</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">and a world grows greener</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">minute by second and most by more--</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">if death is the loser and life is the winner</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">(and beggars are rich but misers are poor)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">----let's touch the sky:</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">with a to and fro</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">(and a here there where)and away we go</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">in even the laziest creature amoung us</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">a wisdom no knowledge can kill is astir--</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">now dull eyes are keen and now keen eyes are keener</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">(for young is the year;for young is the year)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">---let's touch the sky:</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">with a great(and a gay</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">and a steep)deep rush through amazing day</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">it's brains without hearts have set saint against sinner;</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">put gain under gladness and joy under care--</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">let's do as an earth which can never do wrong does</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">(minute by second and most by more)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">---let's touch the sky:</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">with a strange(and a true)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">and a climbing fall into far near blue</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"><br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">if beggars are rich(and a robin will sing his</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">robin a song)but misers are poor--</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">let's love until noone could quiet be(and young is</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">the year,dear)as living as i'm and as you're</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">---let's touch the sky:</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">with a you and a me</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">and an every(who's any who's some)one who's we</span>Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-75773006045128584092008-07-19T20:24:00.006+03:002009-12-02T20:08:46.770+02:00Summertime, and the living is easy...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJkNPgLv5wXT_MhZL3NFhg2KFrsINOHGx3or6y6ifH4Mimk15nuzRaao-M7OApS_tF5EQnS5FqtPPYpG60NPjf_GL1VFDGd4ukHWncu9pqdhtHjDYMWQvOlnh8faiyEkZtcNMc/s1600-h/DSC00082.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJkNPgLv5wXT_MhZL3NFhg2KFrsINOHGx3or6y6ifH4Mimk15nuzRaao-M7OApS_tF5EQnS5FqtPPYpG60NPjf_GL1VFDGd4ukHWncu9pqdhtHjDYMWQvOlnh8faiyEkZtcNMc/s400/DSC00082.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224778168273423970" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpwizgVG0MwnImMEAFFapjLbZQyajYyO77fDYlQ815Hbp0kCt3DQM0EhcYw-c8WFIDFxJFcVelTBTZIxGwyYSpVrkN9EsPTfgwIAbE0mQB3TRpbXKmTvHz9pATphb3sZamB2Zs/s1600-h/DSC00084.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpwizgVG0MwnImMEAFFapjLbZQyajYyO77fDYlQ815Hbp0kCt3DQM0EhcYw-c8WFIDFxJFcVelTBTZIxGwyYSpVrkN9EsPTfgwIAbE0mQB3TRpbXKmTvHz9pATphb3sZamB2Zs/s400/DSC00084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224777462496834914" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">On a good day, even Athens can prove miraculous<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span>Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-3849752703164644352008-06-17T20:01:00.003+03:002009-12-02T20:09:06.087+02:00Psychobuildings<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGGskLEAhlRwAaZUujM9Ecj8KWPrHEEgkhk2beaM7Zy2WGBqWC7LzTZWK1Lg_tsmd5tlZpJujKrk16eM4Ms6DBZTvZxK4WbuvB3kDRV-Foj0T8CA0IHlZ9aMaBYi14xUpTe5XA/s1600-h/Psychobuildings3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGGskLEAhlRwAaZUujM9Ecj8KWPrHEEgkhk2beaM7Zy2WGBqWC7LzTZWK1Lg_tsmd5tlZpJujKrk16eM4Ms6DBZTvZxK4WbuvB3kDRV-Foj0T8CA0IHlZ9aMaBYi14xUpTe5XA/s400/Psychobuildings3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212897037348562578" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi07WJVfGUMb6lvlKT4AeJtRghDHfB9Mv4ej0np6hroN73au8hObJwFze-aL7Mrt4WiJQ1gTGDDGkzXc5sHeIu2BjbsHNxr7dAdIdUXkIm4sGyx5mySpphdEHhSpcB4TR4kTlTe/s1600-h/Psychobuildings1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi07WJVfGUMb6lvlKT4AeJtRghDHfB9Mv4ej0np6hroN73au8hObJwFze-aL7Mrt4WiJQ1gTGDDGkzXc5sHeIu2BjbsHNxr7dAdIdUXkIm4sGyx5mySpphdEHhSpcB4TR4kTlTe/s400/Psychobuildings1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212896868053132258" /></a><br /><br />....swimming over London- and all that jazz....Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-48764278669740845952008-05-26T23:31:00.005+03:002009-12-02T20:06:17.858+02:00Che Il Mediterraneo SiaΤο πιο περίεργο απ’όλα είναι πως δεν πρόλαβα να σε γνωρίσω,<br />πως οι πτυχές του μυαλού σου είναι ακόμα για μένα<br />ένα μυστήριο μεστό για εξερεύνηση.<br /><br />Δεν πρόλαβα να σου πω πως ο λογαριασμός λήγει και πρέπει να τον πληρώσουμε!<br />Πως τα ψώνια θα έρθουν στις 2 και μήπως μπορείς να περάσεις να πάρεις ένα μπουκάλι γάλα που μας λείπει;<br /><br />Πως τα πρώτα τραγούδια που ακούσαμε μαζί είναι ακόμα καινούργια<br />και πως δεν έχουμε βάψει ακόμα το σπίτι<br />- ούτε αυτό που υπάρχει<br />-ούτε εκείνο που θα 'ρχόταν<br /><br />Δεν πρόλαβα να σου πω πως σ'ευχαριστώ για τα σιδερωμένα ρούχα μου<br />και πως τα λουλουδάκια μας έπιασαν επιτέλους,<br />ρίζωσαν αγάπη.<br /><br />Πως, τώρα που το γόνατό σου έγιανε,<br />θα πάρουμε καινούργιο ποδήλατο για τις βόλτες μας<br />πάνω, κάτω και γύρω από την Ακρόπολη.<br /><br />Δεν πρόλαβα να σου πω<br />πως η Αθήνα μοσχοβολά επειδή είσαι μέσα της<br />και πως όλες οι άλλες πόλεις είναι άδειες, γελοίες και ανισόρροπες.<br />Δεν πρόλαβα.<br />Να σου πω.<br />Πως έχω φυλάξει τόσα χρόνια για μας<br />που, πια, κανείς άλλος δε χωράει μέσα τους.Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-45884949187144533362008-05-05T22:49:00.002+03:002009-12-02T20:06:37.561+02:00West Brompton, SW6, April 8th, 2000<span style="color:#38B63C;"><br />Ani Di Franco is scratching her guitar on the CD player<br />and I am sitting on a bamboo chair<br />on the third floor balcony<br />overlooking Stamford Bridge<br />greeting the trains passing behind the row of parked cars<br />between the blooming, serenely alive cemetery<br />and the greenery.<br />Breeze on my face, smelling of spring and promising summer.<br />The Norwegian women’s handball team<br />just won the European championships<br />on video.<br />Unintelligible laughing words mingled with bird songs.<br />Happiness.<br /><br /></span>Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-11555612794420828952008-05-05T22:42:00.002+03:002009-12-02T20:06:56.719+02:00Ο λογιστής<p align="justify"><span style="color:#003366;"><br />Για δες, μάνα, πώς κυλούνε τα χρόνια<br />κουβάρια κλωστές<br />σ’ ανήλιαγα περιθώρια.<br /><br />Πώς τρίζει ο κόσμος γύρω σου<br />σε κάθε βήμα<br />μες τη σιωπή που βασιλεύει πριν το τέλος.<br /><br />Χαλασμένα παραθυρόφυλλα οι μνήμες<br />κρέμονται απ΄τους μεντεσέδες του μυαλού.<br />Κι η ζωή αλήτης άπατρις<br />κι αστείο βρώμικο, πνιγηρό κι ιδρωμένο<br />απρεπές για το ξεραμένο χώμα της γης.<br /><br />Για δες τις ώρες που γίνονται λάμες<br />και πέφτουν μία μία<br />σχίζοντας τον αέρα με τον αιχμηρό τους ήχο.<br /><br />Πώς η Γη συρρικνώνεται σ’ένα δωμάτιο<br />κι οι τοίχοι γίνονται ήπειροι<br />και οι κουρτίνες θάλασσες<br />κι ο κόσμος σιγεί απ’ έξω<br />σα χάρτινο σκηνικό.<br /><br />Να μπορούσα, μάνα, να προσθέσω<br />λίγα χρόνια ακόμα<br />στο λογαριασμό σου.<br />Απ’το πουγκί να έβγαζα<br />παρτίδες φυλαγμένες.<br /><br />Σου φύλαξα τ’απογεύματα και τα πρωινά<br />που έχασες σαν κοιμόσουν.</span></p>Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-20496392767569770562008-03-23T03:15:00.003+02:002009-12-02T20:09:25.236+02:00Dreamscape<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEMzkFK0efRt1zEYnS-AoI3dpOuxxogI07-tGq69Bpe93XOLbI4TU-lBWhXfyAXWeejhffWofoC1PNIU9rdNXzPDV_NJVPRVHAGe_aL6F8MHAmvouXV6nr0BSIpk02oMqLPLBb/s1600-h/DSCN1112.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEMzkFK0efRt1zEYnS-AoI3dpOuxxogI07-tGq69Bpe93XOLbI4TU-lBWhXfyAXWeejhffWofoC1PNIU9rdNXzPDV_NJVPRVHAGe_aL6F8MHAmvouXV6nr0BSIpk02oMqLPLBb/s400/DSCN1112.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180740140479998354" /></a><br /><br />Amalia, thanx for the great pic of Nic and GaziΤυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-36167941820454138412008-03-21T01:29:00.006+02:002009-12-02T20:08:26.863+02:00The Box<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8OVancCTEbw0bGox7TQ6YFxNgFuxKizCUEf9cgKtr1-U9idMD1nZmwwEidH-Ybh6ozQXuk0AOqcPqtytquD_8-blcUtS5mxe9OwH__2YaJJ-J9K3CT0ph9HpseMDpr89Hcu8s/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8OVancCTEbw0bGox7TQ6YFxNgFuxKizCUEf9cgKtr1-U9idMD1nZmwwEidH-Ybh6ozQXuk0AOqcPqtytquD_8-blcUtS5mxe9OwH__2YaJJ-J9K3CT0ph9HpseMDpr89Hcu8s/s400/Image030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180740355228363170" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;">where are you?<br />i am in this box.<br />it's called london.<br />most often than not it's exciting and huge<br />and mysterious<br />and filthy in a good way.<br /><br />can you see me?<br />i think the sides are transparent. take a peek.<br /><br />i know-<br />why don't you knock on one of my sides?<br />go on. i'll hear you.<br />knock.<br /><br />what?<br />why can't you knock?<br />you're too far?<br />yeah. you might just be.<br />shame.<br /><br />anyway, how have you been?<br />how is life outside the box?<br />oh. you have a box of your own?<br />oh, that's why you can't knock on my box!<br />that's funny.<br />and sad.<br /><br />i wish that my box were walk-through.<br />so i can walk through.<br />duh.<br /><br />you know, i could stop for a visit, we'd have a chat,<br />cup of coffee, that sort of thing.<br />we'd talk a while, look at each other's face.<br />yeah.<br />we could maybe,<br />just maybe,<br />be able to touch each other too.<br />that would be awesome.<br />i've no idea what that's like.<br />a box is a box.<br />you know what i mean?<br /><br />so yeah, this is the box. <br />now that i think about it,<br />i don't think it's transparent at all.<br />i think it's reflective.<br />it reflects everything around it and is, hence, invisible!<br />ta-da!<br />aren't you proud of me for figuring that out?<br /><br />you know what?<br />i would really like for you to be interested in my box.<br />it's a good box. solid. reliable.<br />keeps me sane.<br />has a bed, coffee machine, the works.<br />has me.<br />you don't have to get in the box to be interested in the box.<br /><br />cause, you know, the box is alright and stuff<br />but,<br />like,<br />it's windowless.<br /><br />and you're the only one who knows where the switch is.<br /><br />so please turn it on.<br />it's getting dark.</span>Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-41365240119927026942008-01-18T00:13:00.001+02:002009-12-02T20:09:45.747+02:00America, wake up!(Written after the 2000 pres. election, but still relevant)<br /><br /><br />I live in the unbearable franticness of life, exploding through ecstatic aortas and burnt mentalities. I am your eye when you cannot see and your ear when your earplugs are on vacation. I have a minimal wage and an idiotic labour tail that I gather between my capitalist feet. When I look at the mirror, it breaks. My elf-like pointed ears receive no transmission apart from the sleeping patterns of sleepless unconsciousness in the big city deal. My stock market beats somewhere around my pelvis and your prices are all counted. Puppets hanging in strings from my ears will entertain you as I go about my daily chores in the big bowl of panhuman erections. My telletuby belly sports a TV monitor out of which white men snoring give advise for the future of this ball of earth-nerves and sea-tissues, the occasional volcano spots covered up with the first lady’s essential doesn’t-rub-off make up.<br />Did you really think that philosophy could save you? You poor pathetic bastards of filthily unfounded rights-initiatives and you shameful politicians of greed? Did you really think that the beef factory called the system would ever produce a minced fillet ready and cooked on your table for future reference in the third world war of hate and food inadequacy? Did you really think that voting smells like flowers in the spring morning of your first love?<br />Bullshit! You get it all in a plastic orange bottle sporting “spring fresh” labels and in plastic bags containing squeaky dog toys. You get it all on rainbow stickers that peel off your windscreen at the first car wash and are never replaced, apart from the occasional ad of the harlot politician you’re going to vote for next coming election. You get it all in a world map made of paper manufactured by the hands of ten year olds, mentally disturbed from being beaten, fucked and beaten again for the glory of low prices and the temple of the West. If you are lucky, you can even get it in Star Trek episodes, in between raping planets by transferring humanity to inhuman aliens.<br />If you are lucky enough you are going to ache, you are going to cry your eyes out, because the mayonnaise started falling out of the sandwich of life and you suddenly realised that you’ve been tasting brown, long warms, glistening in their own shit, for your whole life. If you are lucky enough you’ll stroll down the street displaying “wanker” on your forehead, hoping that someone will wake up from their slumber and laugh or curse at you.<br />I am your head between your legs, you ostrich of a man, you harsh broom of a woman, you burnt stick of a child. I am your constipation, your leech, your meningitis, your cancer. I am your terror. I am your only hope.Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-5374740159643871312008-01-17T23:44:00.003+02:002009-12-02T20:10:01.365+02:00Βάπτιση<span style="color:#660000;">Ξυπνώ<br />μες τη λαμπρή λιακάδα<br />που μπαίνει στο δωμάτιο δεσμίδες,<br />φιλτραρισμένη απ’ τις σίτες των παραθύρων.<br />Δεμένη με τις ηλιαχτίδες<br />χαζεύω ξάπλα στο κρεβάτι<br />τη ζεστή τη σκόνη<br />που κολυμπά αργά κι ελεύθερη<br />μέσα στο φως.<br /><br />Γλιστράει ο αέρας<br />θερμός μα καθάριος,<br />ελαφρύς, ζωογόνος.<br />Τρίζουν τα φύλλα των σκόρπιων βιβλίων<br />ανοιγμένα στο πάτωμα.<br />Μια φωτογραφία ξεφεύγει απ’ το μεταλλικό ράφι<br />και ύπταται στο φως.<br />Το σεντόνι ανάλαφρο<br />και φευγαλέο σα χάδι μελλοντικού εραστή.<br /><br />Καλοκαίριασε και ο χρόνος τεντώνεται νωχελικά<br />μες στο ευρύχωρο πρωινό.<br /><br />Σηκώνομαι.<br />Γόνατα κι αγκώνες ξεκλειδώνουν<br />οι φτέρνες γειώνουν το βάρος του σώματος<br />κι η πλάτη ανατριχιάζει ξαφνικά μονάχη.<br />Πλησιάζω το παράθυρο, κάνω το μάτια δυο σχισμές,<br />κοιτάζω έξω.<br />Μια λευκή ανάσα σκάει καυτή πάνω στο πρόσωπό μου.<br />Στον λεπτό, αβαθή ορίζοντα<br />μια γαλάζια γραμμή με καλεί στην ερεθιστική παγωνιά της.<br /><br />Κι είν’ η γλυκιά προσμονή του αναπόφευκτου<br />που κινεί τη μέρα:<br />Να γλιστρώ μες στο νερό με δυο χέρια στοιβαρά,<br />ακούραστα και λιοκαμμένα<br />κι ο πόνος στις φτέρνες να χαθεί<br />σαν το λευκό απ’ τα χαλίκια<br />μες στα κύματα.<br />Μία βουτιά<br />και πάλι έξω - σαν τον τεχνήτη γλάρο-<br />στην ανάσα του μεσημεριού.<br />Και να’ναι είναι η ψύχρα της, ζωή στους πόρους του κορμιού μου,<br />χίλιες μικρές καρφίτσες φως.</span>Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-80502245908265729312007-10-18T16:06:00.002+03:002009-12-02T20:10:14.706+02:00ΚαλαμαριαΚαλαμαριά. Νύχτα.<br />Από τον έκτο όροφο θάλασσα κι ουρανός<br />δρόμος ανοιχτός ως τον Όλυμπο<br />ένα αδιαπέραστο μαύρο.<br />Τα φώτα της πόλης βουβά αστέρια στο Θερμαϊκό.<br />Νεκρές, μικρές ώρες.<br />Η φωτογραφία σου στο άγνωστο δωμάτιο<br />Φως.<br />Βγαίνω μες στη νύχτα.<br />Η ζωή σου πριν από μένα, μυστήριο νοτισμένο άχλη.<br />Ψιλαφώ την παρουσία σου στους υγρούς τοίχους<br />οσφραίνομαι τα σημάδια σου στις κίτρινες<br />λάμπες του δρόμου.<br />Άχρονη, αόρατη, αβαρής<br />γλιστρώ στη ζωή σου εγκυμονώντας τον έρωτά μου για σένα.<br /><br />(Γέννησα στο Ε. Βενιζέλος, στις αφίξεις, το επόμενο μεσημέρι)Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-22453888929620375422007-10-18T15:56:00.003+03:002009-12-02T20:10:36.169+02:00Θερμαικος<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZuK_UkXeQ7klh65OmxwoBPO_I1cgRIRK2ZREprkm5rSEUl2gRinlyjOZVMVxVNY8mRF1IrJnCPJcVMRhRolK164RAAwxp9r_LWkn4g82m5IW8Sh1di9nEgweF72aOCKe9LVEt/s1600-h/thess1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZuK_UkXeQ7klh65OmxwoBPO_I1cgRIRK2ZREprkm5rSEUl2gRinlyjOZVMVxVNY8mRF1IrJnCPJcVMRhRolK164RAAwxp9r_LWkn4g82m5IW8Sh1di9nEgweF72aOCKe9LVEt/s400/thess1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180739260011702658" /></a><br />Κυριακές του χειμώνα στην πόλη- αλλάζεις<br />το δέρμα σα φίδι- πετάς<br />τις παλιές σου σκιές- αράζεις<br />στον πρόδηλο, ανέλπιστο ήλιο και φεύγεις<br />μακριά απ’ του χρόνου τα ερείπιαº<br /> φωνάζεις<br />στα φύλλα ν’ αλλάξουν, να ελπίσουν- πετάς<br />μες στις λεύκες στις άσπρες πλατείες- γελάς<br />στου χειμώνα τις βουβές απεργίες- χαζεύεις<br />στους δρόμους της άνοιξης.<br /><br />Κυριακές του χειμώνα στην πόλη- ανάβεις<br />καντήλι χρωμάτινο βλέμμα σκυφτό- πλαταγίζεις<br />τη γεύση μιας πόλης χωμένης ως τον κρόταφο<br />στο βρώμικο, κρύο, σπερμάτινο νερό<br />της γαλήνης.<br /><br /><br />Θερμαϊκός, βραδάκι°<br />αέρας πνιχτός σηκώνει ένα σούρουπο απ' την ανατολή<br />πελαγίσιο<br />του πλανήτη παιδί μη φοβάσαι εδώ<br />είναι η πόλη της λήθης του τρόμου<br />της ανάγκης, ακόρεστης, για γλυκιά μοναξιά.<br />Είναι πολύτιμο άρωμα λιγνής ελευθερίας.<br />Τα στήθια σου άνοιξε, ρούφα βαθιά.<br /><br />Τους δρόμους της παίρνεις - αφήνεις<br />να χάξουν σωροί ρομαλέων, ανάδελφων χρόνων<br />κοιτάζεις, μια, πίσω τις μνήμες που γδύνεις<br />μυρίζεις μπροστά την αιώνια σκουριά.<br />Στους δρόμους παιδιά κατεβαίνουν μιλούνια<br />κρατάνε στα χέρια λουλούδια αετούς<br />τραμπάλες και μπάλες χωρούς και τραγούδια<br />καλώς ήρθες ξένε, ανοίγει η πόλη<br />σε κόρφο υγρό να σε κλείσει,<br />τις μνήμες του κόσμου να σβήσει.<br />Σε βρήκε σα βγήκε παγανιά για τρελλούς.<br /><br />Κυριακή του χειμώνα στην πόλη - κουρνιάζεις<br />σε παίρνει ο ύπνος, παστός και βαρύς.<br />Η πόλη απ’έξω γελά κι επιμένει<br />πως κάπου εδώ γύρω ξεβράζονται όλα<br />στον κρύο αγέρα, σ’αυγή μοιροβόλα<br />η μοίρα κοκάλωσε.<br />Κι εσύ πια το ξέρεις-<br />ο χρόνος σα φίδι κουλούρι γυρίζει<br />σε σπάσει σε τσακίζει σε ξαναγεννά<br />Λύσ’ τα δεσμά του παράλυτου ονείρου<br />για κοίτα τριγύρου-<br />επιτέλους, στεριά.Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-1151490202155768582006-06-28T13:12:00.003+03:002009-12-02T20:11:34.924+02:00Emptiness, IL, 60605<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6eLGgCA7hueiVgbGPJ8KZHwiKavCj858zWoIg4WnhhUCYpxLZBSi8T5l8sOUObaLmmZk9YBbZSzGEcn8IeEs4tAe1UPWWwGzqkkakf1wDRCe9F2_kS7HNYY-Frwut8sLcIY7a/s1600-h/DSCN0665.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6eLGgCA7hueiVgbGPJ8KZHwiKavCj858zWoIg4WnhhUCYpxLZBSi8T5l8sOUObaLmmZk9YBbZSzGEcn8IeEs4tAe1UPWWwGzqkkakf1wDRCe9F2_kS7HNYY-Frwut8sLcIY7a/s400/DSCN0665.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180741729617897906" /></a><br />Return to me.
<br />Casually.<br />
As spring returns to winter every year
<br />and in his cold embrace deposits thawning seeds<br />
transforming darkness into light, with grace.
<br /><br />Return to me.<br />
Poetically.<br />
As if my arms your absence never felt<br />
my light stays on at night for you to see
<br />the window open to facilitate your breathing
<br />my sheets your ever-calling exploratory sea.
<br /><br />Return to me.
<br />Irrationally.<br />
As if this world were not senteced to die<br />
as if the years before us were lined with pregnant promises
<br />as if our children could still plough and seed this blesséd earth.
<br /><br />Return to me.<br />
Just this.<br />
As if our lives would last forever -or<br />
as if my dying breath were yours -and<br />
up in heaven<br />
all at once<br />
the light you nourish in your womb<br />
could give this world a chance.Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-1150159188495428772006-06-13T03:38:00.011+03:002011-04-27T15:52:36.565+03:00A questa Serra<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm7AbMqxnuUJZvWit-Z-rX0ZHCy4lDY6YceEAADvClykzRnT8P4d1pC0kWlGqOzGtkwKusfpu-kriQmkOVtq3OC4ZJE4c-7tnApSSZ77h4HB_Chw0NXHmydftmMGOTle7YzUv2/s1600-h/10-06-06_2128.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180734965044406626" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm7AbMqxnuUJZvWit-Z-rX0ZHCy4lDY6YceEAADvClykzRnT8P4d1pC0kWlGqOzGtkwKusfpu-kriQmkOVtq3OC4ZJE4c-7tnApSSZ77h4HB_Chw0NXHmydftmMGOTle7YzUv2/s320/10-06-06_2128.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">This piece of steel is my daily bread.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Isn’t that what you’ d have me believe, Richard?</span></span></i></span><br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">And, admittedly, I’m love with your sheering edges and your massive </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">weights,</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">And their surface -oh the surface!- abrasive, primitive, and coarse.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">So, would you have me scrape my smooth face against it?</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Would devotion require blood, like with you-know-whom?</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">How appropriate that your slabs bleed too, that they get scuffed</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and etched upon, graffiti-ed, spat, and pissed upon.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Denounced in demeaning disgrace.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">For you should know, Richard,</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">And that the Brooklyn Bridge may be long,</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">but not quite long enough</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">to sustain us into eternity.</span></span></span><br />
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</span></span></span></div></span>Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20733394.post-1149556901716191042006-06-06T04:07:00.004+03:002009-12-02T20:12:38.348+02:00EscapeWhat a perfect evening for torture!<br /><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Step</span><br />The night over Avenue A smells of heat<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Pause</span><br />Loudspeaking pavements throb with music,<br />my pores rythmically open to its<br />wetness,<br />whetting my appetite.<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Smile</span><br />Addictions are hard to forgo.<br /><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">New step</span><br />I try to recall<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">step</span><br />what it feels like to be in your presence:<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Pause.<br /></span>The paralysing entirety of you.<br /><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">New step</span><br />Your face resonates<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">step</span><br />the promise that<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">step</span><br />with you<br />I will be finally undone.<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Stop.</span><br /><br />That, henceforth<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Look up. Stars! </span><br />my hand in writing<br />and my brush in painting<br />will be guided.<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">New step</span><br />That you will awake within me<br />a<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">step</span><br />a<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">step</span><br />an eternal, self-transcending, universal (un)consciousness;<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Pause.<br /></span>The seat of godliness.<br /><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Hot hot hot hot heat.<br /></span><br />You're an illusion.<br /><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Quickening steps</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">1st St</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Faster</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">2nd. 3rd.</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Faster</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Faster</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Break into run</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">10th St </span><br /><br />I try to scrap you clean off my mind<br />but like a bloodied bandage you cling to my wound<br />sinking your teeth in it<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Run for your life</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">11th 12th</span> <span style="color:#cc0000;">streets</span><br />devouring newly formed tissues<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Run</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">13th<br /></span>making it bleed anew whenever I try to rip you right off it.<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">14th.</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Exhale. Catch breath. Turn left.</span><br /><br />What is the price of my release?<br /><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Towards the crowds. Towards Union Sq. Towards oblivion.</span><br /><br />Take this land, this island of Manhattan.<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">step, step, step,</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">run<br /></span>It's yours by right, by wrong, by virtue of existence.<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">inhale, exhale, sweat </span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">run<br /></span>Take me. Selfless yet victorious in abandon.<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">sprint</span><br />Humble, in your presence<br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">final traffic light turning red, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">cross streat</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">jump over barrier</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">lose myself into the crowd</span><br /><br />You can't find me here.Τυχοδιώκτηςhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16323960496389050793noreply@blogger.com0