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Maria Kolovou Roumelioti‧ writer, poet, visual artist and long-distance runner-marathon runner. She was born in a small Greek village Vouliagmeni Ilias.
She worked for twenty-three years in the field of Health as a Nurse in a neonatal unit.
She is married and the mother of three children.
From a young age she has been involved in painting and writing. she has continuously attended four years of drawing and color classes in private art workshops with the late sculptor and painter Charalambos Themistokleous, Kleomenis Kostopoulos and Dimitra Vagenas as teachers. He has studied Child Psychology and Art History.
She is a member of many Literary and Artistic Clubs and Associations. He is an active member of literary magazines, the International Society of Greek Writers and Artists, the Union of Greek Writers, the Society of Writers of Southwest Greece, the Hellenic-Australian Association of Melbourne, the Naturist Association of Patras and the Artists Association of Patras.
Samples of her writing and visual work are published on her personal blog: “ADYTES DIADROMES” http://mariakolovouroumelioti.blogspot.gr/ , in literary magazines and on the internet.
She has combined all her hobbies together and continues her creative path and personal development with consecutive awards and distinctions in all the fields where she is active. Many of her works have been included in collective anthologies, literary magazines, newspapers, etc.
The following have been published and are in circulation:
1) The poetry collection: “THE ROSSES OF TIME”, ORIONAS publications, 2013. (The collection has won prizes in “Sikeliana” and from the International Society of Greek Writers and Artists),
2) the novel ” ALFES”, TO DONTI publications, 2016 (prized work by D.E.L.),
3) the collection of short stories “THE GOLD OF MY LAND”, TO DONTI publications, 2018
4) the prose collection “IN THE CATACOMBI OF THE FLESH”, publications TO DONTI, July 2022
5) and the poetry collection “ALL NIGHTS” publications TO DONTI, November 2023
Her books are under publication: The children’s diary entitled “Writer from Nowhere”, fairy tales and the poetry collections: “Oh Greece, my wounded fairy”, “Adytoi syllogisms”, “Umbilical cords and barbed wire”, “With the hand in heart”, “The Melody of Love”, ” Pyrigonos nous”, “Heartbreaks” and “Escapes”.
ΤΟ ΚΕΛΑΗΔΙΣΜΑ ΤΩΝ ΠΟΥΛΙΩΝ της Μαρίας Κολοβού Ρουμελιώτη
Κάτω από τη στέγη τ’ ουρανού
τον ήλιο καλημερίσαμε
κι εκείνος μας ταξίδεψε με αύρα πρωινή
σε μελωδικές προσευχές κι οργανωμένες συναυλίες
απ’ του Θεού τα πλάσματα
στους ολοφώτεινους πολυελαίους της Γης!
Θεόρατα πλατάνια
με ρίζες βαθιές
στις φλέβες της κοσμοθάλασσας,
σήκωναν τα κλαδιά
σαν χέρια σε ευχαριστία
στα χρώματα τ’ ουρανού!
Μόνο κάτι πλάσματα –
ανθρώπους τους ονόμαζαν,
σερνόντουσαν στις κουτσουλιές τους
με κατεβασμένα τα κεφάλια
χωρίς ν’ αντιλαμβάνονται
το παγκόσμιο κάλεσμά μας
για κατάπαυση των πυρών!
Εκεί στα χαμηλά
θανάτωναν την ομορφιά
με της ασχήμιας τα χέρια ….
Κι έτσι,
καθώς την ποδοπατημένη γης αγναντεύαμε:
Κόπηκε η λαλιά μας
απ’ τη φωτιά και τους καπνούς
που έκαιγε το σμαραγδί φουστάνι της!….
THE CHIRING OF THE BIRDS by Maria Kolovou Roumelioti
Under the roof of heaven
We greeted the sun.
and he took us on a trip with morning breeze
in melodic prayers and organized concerts
from God’s creatures
in the bright chandeliers of Earth!
Giant plane trees
with deep roots
in the veins of the ocean,
they lifted the branches
like hands in thanksgiving
in the colors of the sky!
Just some creatures –
They called them people,
they were crawling in their burrows
with heads down
without realizing
our global calling
for a ceasefire!
Down there
they killed beauty
with the hands of ugliness….
And so,
as we gazed upon the trampled earth:
Our conversation was interrupted.
from the fire and the smoke
that burned her emerald dress!…
ΑΣ ΔΩΣΟΥΜΕ ΤΑ ΧΕΡΙΑ ΓΙΑ ΤΗΝ ΕΙΡΗΝΗ της Μαρίας Κολοβού Ρουμελιώτη
Σε ποιον καινό βωμό ετοιμάζουν την πυρά;
Σε ποιο αλωνάκι της γης θα αλωνίζουν τα στάχια;
Σε ποιο μύλο θα αλέσουν τους καρπούς;
Λείπει η μαγιά!…
Το αλεύρι έγινε μπαρούτι.
Το νερό: πίσσα κι αίματα.
Ανύπαρκτο το ψωμί, το κρασί, το έλαιο…
Οι φωτιές του πολέμου
καρβούνιασαν τις ψυχές.
Ψαλίδισαν τα φτερά ….
Οι αγκαλιές των μανάδων άδειασαν από ζωή
κι οι πατεράδες ανασκάπτουν τα χαλάσματα….
Σάβανα γαζώνουν οι δήμιοι
και σαβανώνουν τα παιδιά μας!…
Μολύνθηκαν οι πληγές….
Η Γη της Επαγγελίας
έγινε τάφρος γεμάτη πτώματα.
Σφάγιο σε θυσιαστήριο!…
Ας δώσουμε τα χέρια για την ειρήνη!!!!
LET US JOIN HANDS FOR PEACE by Maria Kolovou Roumelioti
On which new altar are they preparing the pyre?
In which little corner of the earth will Are they threshing the ears of corn?
In which mill will they grind the fruits?
The yeast is missing!…
Flour became gunpowder.
The water: tar and blood.
Bread, wine, oil are non-existent…
The fires of war
They charred the souls.
They clipped their wings…
The hugs of mothers
emptied of life
and the fathers dig up the ruins…
The executioners are roaming the savannah
and they shroud
our children!…
The wounds became infected….
The Promised Land
It became a ditch full of corpses.
Carcass on an altar!…
Let’s join hands for peace!!!!
