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At the square . The poet Aggelos Sikelianos with people from Arachova . L.Panagakos   Archives

At the square . The poet Aggelos Sikelianos with people from Arachova . L.Panagakos Archives

1967 beetles in Arachova

1967 beetles in Arachova

Arachova east view . Louka Papalexandris  Archives

Arachova east view . Louka Papalexandris Archives

man from Arachova

man from Arachova

Place Tomarovrysi  . At the tap to the central square for water . Magazine Arachova No 5

Place Tomarovrysi . At the tap to the central square for water . Magazine Arachova No 5


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Dream Song 14, John Berryman

Dream Song 14, John Berryman

Robert Frost (1874–1963).  Mountain Interval.  1920.   14. A Time to Talk     WHEN a friend calls to me from the road	 And slows his horse to a meaning walk,	 I don’t stand still and look around	 On all the hills I haven’t hoed,	 And shout from where I am, What is it?	         No, not as there is a time to talk.	 I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,	 Blade-end up and five feet tall,	 And plod: I go up to the stone wall	 For a friendly visit...

Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920. 14. A Time to Talk WHEN a friend calls to me from the road And slows his horse to a meaning walk, I don’t stand still and look around On all the hills I haven’t hoed, And shout from where I am, What is it? No, not as there is a time to talk. I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground, Blade-end up and five feet tall, And plod: I go up to the stone wall For a friendly visit...

Anaïs Nin, New York  photographed by Irving Penn (c) The Art Institute of Chicago

Anaïs Nin, New York photographed by Irving Penn (c) The Art Institute of Chicago

Schopenhauer: Transhumanist

Schopenhauer: Transhumanist

White Egrets by Derek Walcott

White Egrets by Derek Walcott

The Black Sea #Papadopoulos #book

The Black Sea #Papadopoulos #book

derek walcott

derek walcott

Friedrich Nietzsche

Friedrich Nietzsche

Seamus Heaney: Out of the Marvellous

Seamus Heaney: Out of the Marvellous

"The light of Greece opened my eyes, penetrated my pores, expanded my whole being.  I came home to the world.…" Henry Miller

"The light of Greece opened my eyes, penetrated my pores, expanded my whole being. I came home to the world.…" Henry Miller

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