Όταν γκρεμίζω τοίχους
μυστικούς κήπους αποκαλύπτω.
Όταν χτίζω στίχους
παράθυρα ανοιχτά αφήνω
για τους αμετανόητους ισόβια κηπουρούς.
μυστικούς κήπους αποκαλύπτω.
Όταν χτίζω στίχους
παράθυρα ανοιχτά αφήνω
για τους αμετανόητους ισόβια κηπουρούς.
Showing posts with label Antiparos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Antiparos. Show all posts
Formalism at noon... or man's absence
Waiting for warmer days, waiting for the summer
In Greece you don't need black and white shots. |The strong light, the deep shadow, the saturated sky, the high angle of sun, the hot, the serenity of noon, the siesta, the brilliant white, the search of a cool and shady room without A/C just opened doors and windows with a curtain gone with the wind. This is Greece with exception the big cities.
The wedding-Antiparos island IV
The wedding-Antiparos island III
We were walking for over half an hour. The afternoon was warm and we walked at the dry land of Antiparos. The field had the golden color of dryness and the sunlight made them golder and our shadows longer. The sound of quitar and violin amused and accompanied us as far as the chappel which was in the middle of nowhere . Beyond the dry fields, the sea had a shining blue when we finally approached it
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