Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
Words often say what we want to say
Or suppress.
But their intent is
Imprisoned in how we say
Mostly, when we say
Is in itself a revealing moment
There is a body language
There is a word language also
Which words have been selected
And which ignored, has a script which runs parallel
Words mean a lot, and we study
And write dissertations on the written word
But words and the script of life
Are far removed from each other
We have many words
Which spin round and round and mean nothing
But are there any words
Which can give expression to our silences?
