I will wait for you until the irons stop hiding your form until the bars stop shadowing your beautiful face. I'll wait for you until the gray walls no longer separate us until the damp dungeons keep your free soul imprisoned....
Fani Athanasiadou
Salome
In the white dance, Salome removed her veils one by one, she wanted to obtain her freedom at all costs, so she would falsify her great-grandmother's story a little in the new order of things, the old laws regarding...
Saint Denis
That deep look of fear or avoidance is like a huge blue butterfly that came and sat in your hair thus preventing me from stroking it, combing it and decorating it with those strange colorful little bones that we had chosen together one afternoon. .
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Signs and flagsbanners and mistakesguilts and armed conflictsroads and torchesfiery words and deedstravel and order in the world: absurdityhidden with weaponswar traditionsmoments and pausesreminisce: love explosions and blood wishespunctuation in...
New Year's
Nor did I expect such an outcome to take place in a small room behind closed doors without many witnesses, almost between us, to end the story as it is, and to deliver the day's justice to the extent possible before the wolves come out at midnight in the...
The weather
In Brittany it's raining again in Kimolos the birds are mating the meeting at the little tea house turned out to be very cold in the end the roads they followed led nowhere they are like the swallows you expect to be born in the spring and they never arrive. Mr. Smith...
On the road to Pittsburgh
On the way to Pittsburgh, Newman was driven not by Paul, but by his twin brother. He was going to meet his beloved Laura at some motel on the first turn of the big freeway after they hurriedly drank a bourbon and exchanged vows...
Stories at sea
Travels of long-time hush-hush stories in sea-going coastal transport every commoner of our secret meetings. Ageri, the road is a distant apparition, the courage waiting for the last step before the decision ``I will travel with you'' even if it is the path of the imagination...
Truce
I want to go out and walk in the rain, stand under chic umbrellas and reflect under the cloudy sky the first time you kissed I love you if it was spring or fall if the trees were bare of leaves if you were standing on the bench across the street as ...
He has published five poetry collections. He is a member of the Society of Writers of Thessaloniki and a founding member of the literary group Ideokymata.
Her poems have won awards, been published in prestigious print and electronic literary magazines and were presented on Logos radio shows in Athens and Thessaloniki. For all of her poetic work, she was awarded by the Association of Publishers of Northern Greece, the Macedonian University and was honored by the Women's Network of Thessaloniki, the Panhellenic Union of Writers, the Speech and Art group ΄΄Ideomorphes'', the E.S.A.E. A. She participates in Anthologies and International Poetry Festivals, took part in the Poetic Anthology of women creators from 30 countries of the Mediterranean and the Black Sea, in an international meeting of poets, in the International Poetry event META_SYNORA/POST_BORDERS and in the Festival΄΄The Reflection of Disability in Art΄΄ organized by the University of Macedonia.
The State Theater of Northern Greece presented her dramatized poetry at the Lazarist Monastery.
She participated as a speaker in European Conferences, Symposia, in University Conferences of A.P.Th., University of Macedonia, University of the Aegean, in Dimitria and in events of the General Secretariat for Gender Equality for literature/culture/art, as well as for rights of women and citizens with disabilities. He has worked in theater, radio and cinema. She was a founding member of a pioneering mixed theater group with people with and without disabilities that took part in the World Theater Festival in Edinburgh.
He wrote articles as a freelance writer in electronic newspapers and electronic cultural publications. He presented a literary show on the radio of the city of Thessaloniki. He participated in a short film on the theme of disability that was screened at the ΄΄Micro μ΄΄ film festival.
Fani Athanasiadou
I will wait for you
I will wait for you until the irons stop hiding your form until the bars stop shadowing your beautiful face. I'll wait for you until the gray walls no longer separate us until the damp dungeons keep your free soul imprisoned....
Salome
In the white dance, Salome removed her veils one by one, she wanted to obtain her freedom at all costs, so she would falsify her great-grandmother's story a little in the new order of things, the old laws regarding...
Saint Denis
That deep look of fear or avoidance is like a huge blue butterfly that came and sat in your hair thus preventing me from stroking it, combing it and decorating it with those strange colorful little bones that we had chosen together one afternoon. .
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Signs and flagsbanners and mistakesguilts and armed conflictsroads and torchesfiery words and deedstravel and order in the world: absurdityhidden with weaponswar traditionsmoments and pausesreminisce: love explosions and blood wishespunctuation in...
New Year's
Nor did I expect such an outcome to take place in a small room behind closed doors without many witnesses, almost between us, to end the story as it is, and to deliver the day's justice to the extent possible before the wolves come out at midnight in the...
The weather
In Brittany it's raining again in Kimolos the birds are mating the meeting at the little tea house turned out to be very cold in the end the roads they followed led nowhere they are like the swallows you expect to be born in the spring and they never arrive. Mr. Smith...
On the road to Pittsburgh
On the way to Pittsburgh, Newman was driven not by Paul, but by his twin brother. He was going to meet his beloved Laura at some motel on the first turn of the big freeway after they hurriedly drank a bourbon and exchanged vows...
Stories at sea
Travels of long-time hush-hush stories in sea-going coastal transport every commoner of our secret meetings. Ageri, the road is a distant apparition, the courage waiting for the last step before the decision ``I will travel with you'' even if it is the path of the imagination...
Truce
I want to go out and walk in the rain, stand under chic umbrellas and reflect under the cloudy sky the first time you kissed I love you if it was spring or fall if the trees were bare of leaves if you were standing on the bench across the street as ...









