του Αργύρη Δρόλαπα  .  by Anargyros Drolapas

The Sphinx
wants me to guess.

Does a road run its whole length
at once?

Does a creature curve to meet
itself?

Rae Armantrout, excerpts from the poem Up to Speed.

ΛEΞEIΣ-ΣYNΔEΣMOI: άπειρες εικασίες από χάρτη σε χάρτη
WORDS-LINKS: infinite guesses amongst the maps