Even when Death inhabits a poem, he does not own it. He is a squatter. In fact, Death owns nothing. – Todd Moore
Dionysiou Aeropagitou Street Upon first glance, Dionysiou Aeropagitou street looks like any other cobbled pedestrianized plot Flanked on one side by antique looking houses bustling with life and music wafting from a roving cellist Drinking in the sensory strains of Continue reading Dionysiou Aeropagitou Street by Sofia Kioroglou
The Fig Tree Will Bear Fruit Going around in circles My compass is broken Disoriented, I search for the Light My egocentrism, a crippling neurosis Cut off from the Life My visceral putrefaction A vicious cycle of sinuous entanglement Continue reading The Fig Tree Will Bear Fruit by Sofia Kioroglou
Death kissed you in November Death kissed you in November and I am a complete mess inside! I am suffocating and gasp for some air but my oxygen mask has now gone to heaven. Sofia Kioroglou is a Greek poet, Continue reading Death kissed you in November by Sofia Kioroglou
Like Moses Over the roots of the Burning bush On the holy ground I stand shoeless like Moses Rejoice! Sofia Kioroglou is a Greek poet, writer and perennial traveller to the Holy Land and Egypt. Her recent entry to the Continue reading Like Moses by Sofia Kioroglou
Cattywampus There is something unusual about this morning The bed leans at alien angles without you I rub the sleep off my cheeks, staring back at your side. The covers are pulled out and cattywampus, like you’d just crawled out Continue reading Cattywampus by Sofia Kioroglou
St. Matrona the Righteous Wonderworker of Moscow You had the gift of spiritual vision Your blindness, the getaway to the Light Suffused with uncreated Light, your heart Saw what human eyes could not see Bearing the Holy seal on you Continue reading St. Matrona the Righteous Wonderworker of Moscow by Sofia Kioroglou
A monster In today’s world, creation means destruction Unravelling time-honored values means fixing bombing for the sake of peace charitable work By strangling free speech, you create a monster which you then call a Savior, a misnomer for troubling your Continue reading A monster by Sofia Kioroglou
The future is this moment… Can you see how the sun curves west towards the endless sea? Can you feel the soothing breeze caressing your cheeks? Keep watching the seagulls skimming along the crests of foam Try to catch a Continue reading The future is this moment… by Sofia Kioroglou
Through the eyes of Saint Maria Skobtsova (1945) “Life is like the chimneys of the crematoria. You think they incessantly belch out smoke. But when the smoke plumes start rising slightly above, they turn into bright clouds and scatter into Continue reading Through the eyes of Saint Maria Skobtsova (1945) by Sofia Kioroglou
Like the measles Love happens only once Just like the measles You take it only once Love is a firework flashing heavenwards no second time in your lifetime Meteor-like, it blazes for a moment but bang goes the illusion. “Love Continue reading Like the measles by Sofia Kioroglou