Poems by Sofia Skleida

Poems by Sofia Skleida
I open the windows of my heart
and I let the breeze of the haot south
get in
Our shudder is warming up
I am looking for you in the evening
by invoking
the artistic creation
the glory of the veil of the west.
Our world moves towards
the sphere of the power.
Devastated affluence narrows our dreams.
Collection of poem , Neologisms (Amphictyon of Hellenism, Department of Literature, Thessaloniki, 2017)

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