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