Nick Lisgaris
Greek poet born in Kalimnos. using freedom and imagination to deconstruct language.Visit Author's Website
dark sonata
embedded in a total sadness
darkness
of sensuous apprehension
without love’s harvest
that makes the east wind blow
flowing away the images
that springtime will be dancing
from the static cold caprices
of winter arabesque music
of long melancholic nights
where the inner frame of soul
only dreams and suffers a greater silence
as I the poet of discontent will
sleep in the stuffed museum
dreaming of salmon- color [...]
sirens in the aegean
at the sunset voices of children were born
self-imposed loneliness in exasperation of
olive branches of coral wind to
translate the nocturnal purpose
of flesh and blood libraries with no books.
word and image smell dust and oregano
salty zephyr the force of confrontation
of the the distant symbols of life
underground tour de force lamented over the sea
acting deteriorating like a surrealist [...]
My birth with sea light
Arrived then the harmony of light and it was april”s whisper
and i came out in the world
as the sea waited for the embrace of time
to live in her womb and in her loom of dreams
as the sand danced and gyroscoped
kissing the skin of mine i slept with seascape breast
of low mauve light her breath
liquid aquatic [...]
My sentimental Journeys
my sentimental journeys
Those were days of
fantastic images
resting on a pagan altar
in the vein of the white curtains of marble
a monument, a stoa a naos,a miracle of the golden age
is more than
a broken bone or a topical arrangement of death
by the flame of the baroque fall coloring
a moment mourned of vibrant glittering
form a palace as ancient [...]
Acanthus( lilac)
we dream of sea-mist softened of eyes
rise and settings of shapes of light
and images of lust hieroglyphs
invisible dawns of sexual pleasure
repressed atonement’s of captive sins
flowers and pearls woven in twilight pairs
feeling of breasts sand bars
of higher touch
white as fleeing doves
sailing across a sea of your eyes
and kiss the skin of harvest-time
a madwoman for love
for scented [...]
Ceremony of Alpha
Knowing only the poverty of vision I possess I enter the august lent and sinuous realm of virginity to write in the shade of wood with Masonic Grecian light of the tranquillitythat glows in the clear azure atmosphere into waves and splendour of salty breeze wind words have the murmur of groves and of living waters and of [...]
and then i die into the self of night
when the moon rolls out from the side of the shallows
like leaf fallen textured your nuptial kiss
roads lead to the blue lilac touch
sentimental of its libations
you are a beauty a scent of the river
carnal crypts between your arms of sin
where my imaginary lust lives elegantly
black laced skin blooms mauve symmetries of fall
with a view to [...]
the man that fell from the porphyry sky
manipulating the aura of the moon touching it with his hands
his eyes rearranging its tones,transferring its luminosity its photon waves toward the other sideof the serene space licking the sea wave
inside his eyes the seas,the archipelagos reflecting a sailing,a passage,a river of memory, a tear
he was now unable to.
his heart non-sonic his mind travelling listening to [...]
Medea Forms
on the top of this ancient hill the most mysterious objects
are still hidden by modern manners
unnoticed myths dramas of euripides and sophocles
and the tourists and the new modern immigrants
walking as playing the chorus parts
but aphonous archaic reliefs with fast movements of the new land
our bodies before the music starts behaving as small amniotic universes
and our modernistic [...]
pedestal
now before she brings the whole body to me
the night is long in the meadow grass
without rays of light skin invisible of sex-kitten falling out of love
model of cryptic body symbol as revelation
just moon-walked into tantalizing famed position
her carnal crown rusting purple
breathing lust and aromas with her cheap surgical mask
and a wispy tone of voice [...]
