Greek News & Radio in the USA
Greek News & Radio in the USA
To those who think that Greece does not matter today, let me say that they could not make a bigger mistake. Today, like old Greece, is of the utmost importance for anyone looking to find himself.
Henry Miller, 1891-1980, American author
Green will only exist in paintings The rubber of the chimneys The blue of the sky will fade And that of the sea There will be no tree The shadow will rest There will be no branch left for the bird The nightingale will no longer sing In the desert the flower will not...
The door knocked The lights of the celebration were turned on The longing ran to see A hug of hers might come A childish hope of a moment Of sweet anticipation The bell didn't come for you The door didn't open for you You took a look No conversation I went up the stairs You turned to...
Oh! You, the flower-bearing beauty of the land of the Atreides, your heavenly lustful gaze is the desire of the Cosmocrator Zeus and of my own purity. In your lemon-shaped breasts, the musk-scented jasmine of Spring, embraced, danced. Zeus' estrus danced with the pain of your denial. More...
There, in the middle of the square. In the embrace of the lifeless body, the Baby sucks the warm blood of labor, in the sweet-flowing wound of the chest, of the murdered Mother. The ruthless, fiery bullet of repression, has killed the blessed hands of life. Sacrifice, on the fragrant path of...
He mixed the scent of flowers With the mist of the workers' blood They became a May Day celebration In the theft of labor disobedience photo Satynek, https://pixabay.com...
John Aristotle Goumas Myrrh-bearing daughter of Europe Myrrh-blooming flower of the sea From your beautifully born womb, Venus, goddess of beauty, emerged Ancient philosophers, mother earth of Sciences, inexhaustible source of Christ's Apostles, first steps of Christian faith...
Written by Ioannis Aristotle Goumas The bell's dirgeWoke the DawnRed redder than everDrops of the lost bloodits coolnessThe postman rang persistentlyHe said that Good Morning will not comeThe train did not arriveLove will not find its EmbraceThe...
Green will only exist in paintings The rubber of the chimneys The blue of the sky will fade And that of the sea There will be no tree The shadow will rest There will be no branch left for the bird The nightingale will no longer sing In the desert the flower will not...
The door knocked The lights of the celebration were turned on The longing ran to see A hug of hers might come A childish hope of a moment Of sweet anticipation The bell didn't come for you The door didn't open for you You took a look No conversation I went up the stairs You turned to...
Oh! You, the flower-bearing beauty of the land of the Atreides, your heavenly lustful gaze is the desire of the Cosmocrator Zeus and of my own purity. In your lemon-shaped breasts, the musk-scented jasmine of Spring, embraced, danced. Zeus' estrus danced with the pain of your denial. More...
There, in the middle of the square. In the embrace of the lifeless body, the Baby sucks the warm blood of labor, in the sweet-flowing wound of the chest, of the murdered Mother. The ruthless, fiery bullet of repression, has killed the blessed hands of life. Sacrifice, on the fragrant path of...
He mixed the scent of flowers With the mist of the workers' blood They became a May Day celebration In the theft of labor disobedience photo Satynek, https://pixabay.com...
John Aristotle Goumas Myrrh-bearing daughter of Europe Myrrh-blooming flower of the sea From your beautifully born womb, Venus, goddess of beauty, emerged Ancient philosophers, mother earth of Sciences, inexhaustible source of Christ's Apostles, first steps of Christian faith...
Written by Ioannis Aristotle Goumas The bell's dirgeWoke the DawnRed redder than everDrops of the lost bloodits coolnessThe postman rang persistentlyHe said that Good Morning will not comeThe train did not arriveLove will not find its EmbraceThe...