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DIMITRIS ALLOS
VASSILIS AMANATIDIS
ORFEAS APERGIS
PHOEBE GIANNISI
KATERINA ILIOPOULOU
PANAYOTIS IOANNIDIS
PATRITSIA KOLAITI
DIMITRA KOTOULA
DIMITRIS LEONTZAKOS
IANA BOUKOVA
IORDANIS PAPADOPOULOS
DIMITRIS PETROU
STAMATIS POLENAKIS
LENIA SAFIROPOULOU
KIRIAKOS SIFILTZOGLOU
YIANNIS STIGAS
MARIA TOPALI
GIORGOS HANTZIS

THEODOROS CHIOTIS

 

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IORDANIS PAPADOPOULOS

Mommy!!!... I love my Newt!!!


I call it home

occas

it does turn round

don’t know for how long

I know what dimension means

call it leave it back

I know what direction means

on my way forth bells calls

causes a sudden growing ringing

reminds me of all directions meanings

this is geometry no this is geography no

on my way back I have a plan this is it

I make a sketch of all my forwarding

drawings recalling all my dimensions

on the ground I walk on is all flat; call it all planed

a dark ground flat no sooner do

I get in than it does turn up

occasionally I think of myself in

as dimensional

occasionally I think of myself out

as directional

as occas

trying to call

it

ca

home

 

if I weren’t two everything would disgust me the same?


here is the floor here is the ceiling. see my boy reading wall see my writing windowing girl. here is a tongue detaching home from speaking from room to room showing their teeth. see my girl reading boy’s lips see my boy chewing up girl’s letters. see their fragments by the doorstep. turn your head left. describe the garden. turn your head right. you see. my boy and my girl run away. to whom you give a garden you give your word. no sir we are not always cold. not always outward(s). you see. you don’t get it. ok let’s start from scratch. here is my-boy-me here is my-girl-me. we are neither of the same opinion nor of the same height. here is the floor here is the ceiling. we are either/or both.



let’s play something to be carried on


  • no you are not!

  • oh am I not?

  • no you are not!

  • oh yes I am not father


indeed


a prelim break

between you and I

I used to call it perfect

role ambiguity


see under strain


pointed little boy grows

last year safety pin pointer

new-year-fine-needle-girl defines

day-time, -voice, -mood and -gender



If I catch either of you playing in those air ducts again


on silent feet

anagrammatizes

girl and mneme are one and the same

on wild-animal-speak-traces

feels at home

Gotcha”

also called error of attraction


don’t need to be accurate anymore

points and figures have got blunt

I’ll tan your hides!