The Game
Written by Nikos Moschovos The Quintessence of the moment remains. Nothing else. Neither the tears from your eyes Nor the laughter of childhood. No hatred frightens you if love looks...
The Flight of the Little Janus
Placid Strength
Written by Nikos Moschovos Be afraid of the placid strength when the river smells. Time leaves indelible marks the index keeps an equal tone. He shows patience...
