{"id":7238,"date":"2020-09-28T14:30:32","date_gmt":"2020-09-28T14:30:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/marialampadaridoupothou.gr\/?page_id=7238"},"modified":"2020-11-20T10:45:17","modified_gmt":"2020-11-20T10:45:17","slug":"%cf%83%cf%84%ce%bf%cf%85%cf%82-%cf%80%cf%81%ce%bf%ce%b4%ce%bf%ce%bc%ce%ad%ce%bd%ce%bf%cf%85%cf%82-%ce%ba%ce%b1%ce%b9%cf%81%ce%bf%cf%8d%cf%82-%ce%bc%ce%b1%cf%82","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/marialampadaridoupothou.gr\/en\/%cf%83%cf%84%ce%bf%cf%85%cf%82-%cf%80%cf%81%ce%bf%ce%b4%ce%bf%ce%bc%ce%ad%ce%bd%ce%bf%cf%85%cf%82-%ce%ba%ce%b1%ce%b9%cf%81%ce%bf%cf%8d%cf%82-%ce%bc%ce%b1%cf%82\/","title":{"rendered":"In our Times of Betrayal"},"content":{"rendered":"

When this poetry was published, I wrote:<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

These poems were written during the difficult years of the junta, living in fear as if we were inside one of Kafka's novels with the nightmarish guilt of silence. Through strange associations, that fear and the strange guilt awakened the old terror that I experienced as a child during the Nazi occupation, awakening the guilt of innocence. The poems in this collection are a cry of complaint about those perilous times.<\/p>\n

An act of life
\nThis time of bleeding
\nAn act of life
\nThis last Nay<\/p>\n

Songs are not enough
\nTo declare
\nOur face
\nThey are not enough
\nTo denounce our times<\/p>\n

Mother's song<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

A saddle bag full of moon for your freedom
\nA springtime for love<\/p>\n

Who writes on a moonlight
\nupon naked bones
\nour history!<\/p>\n

A mother searching for torn
\ncrosses<\/p>\n

A little further a little
\nin a crying distance
\nin a springtime distance
\nthe mass execution
\nSleep my dear
\nsleep my angel<\/p>\n

A little further a little
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\nthe mass grave
\n\u03c3\u2019 \u03ad\u03bd\u03b1 \u03c4\u03bf\u03c0\u03af\u03bf \u03b1\u03b4\u03b5\u03bb\u03c6\u03bf\u03ba\u03c4\u03cc\u03bd\u03bf
\nSleep my star
\nSleep my precious<\/p>\n

Don't step there
\nYour first steps should not be taken
\nover there
\nIt is the earth that covers
\ndeath in bloom
\nIt is the execution by distance
\nof guilt<\/p>\n

Where can you stand
\nWhere can you take your first steps where?
\nAll around the traps are set
\nSleep my dear
\nsleep my angel!<\/p>\n

***<\/p>\n

The blindfolded adolescent<\/em>
\nwith a well of bloodied spring on his temple<\/em>
\nwith a No in his last sun<\/em>
\nBlood that flows under the flag<\/em>
\nof the resistance<\/em><\/p>\n

This poetry was published in 1975 and contains poems written during the years of dictatorship<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n\n\n

Connection to the book<\/a><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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