
James Corsi
In the hectic pace that we live today, it is often difficult to stop and really observe, soak in and appreciate the sometimes incantational beauty, truth, uniqueness & depth of what lies along our daily paths. This blog is dedicated to the paradoxical and multifaceted beauty of Athens. Whether you are a resident or a visitor, I welcome you to send your photograph & short text (caption, story or poem) of your personal view of the Greek capital.
Reading, waiting, thinking
Insofar as I came but did not arrive
As I was gone already before I came
And so I programmed my terrible loss
Only felt when you, my love, no longer
Are sitting there but I, hungry for news,
No longer read newspapers but my heart
Beating away always listens to your heart
Now so far away but still I listen for faint sounds
Reminding me of your presence once sitting there.
Hatto Fischer