Translating Thanasis Triaridis: Background to their love

Included in “Ich Bebe”, first self-published electronically in 2007 without copyright ( http://www.triaridis.gr/ichbebe/ ) Every time he saw, still a teenager, on TV or in books those famous wonders of the world, Pyramids, Great Walls, Cathedrals reaching to the sky, he thought of killers holding swords and whips and slaves buried in various foundations unable … Continue reading Translating Thanasis Triaridis: Background to their love →

Drunk Psychogeography | a prose poem

Home. Orange lamplight smeared like oil on canvas. Lying in my own vomit I try to remember. When was that? Where did it happen? What do you call this city. All the arcades a blur. Strolling the streets at night: Haze of place-names and out-of-joint watering holes. I remember the bar on the balcony, the … Continue reading Drunk Psychogeography | a prose poem →