I. Chess games we played in sight plain. II. Queens and Kings in stone built now towards a tantric sleep . III. Movements unforeseen on your fingertips beneath. IV. Inside your dreams there’s been some long-awaited win. V. Thoughts; they shush and they shroud. VI. In transcendence souls reach out aloud. VII. Easter scents – the belated awakening of spring woven as such to be. April 2022, Athens.
Poems, short stories and research diaries by Dr. Eleni Kotsira #poeticmovementsblog