translated by Konstantinos Papacharalampos                       




Boundary will show the page

The body will be the page

The poem will have one page

Then it will look missing

But the poet will come

From the podium to the crowd

and up to the




he shouts(

poet has turquoise hands



poet has turquoise 







                                      Is waiting

                                    is waiting 

                                 is waiting





they wait. But without the scenario they can't wait


unfairly they wait


the paper looks white plain   white

) he

is not coming


The crowd stays unknown                 They can't see

hands don't speak but he faces the

                                                       hands that






Stripping down in






Einai (Is), FRMK editions, Athens, 2015