tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910737876389410763.post7321232925970327181..comments2023-05-03T14:31:11.785+01:00Comments on DEMOCRACY STREET: Έπιφάνεια: the blessing of the waterssibaddhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02385376572555781755noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910737876389410763.post-46632381069384415572011-01-09T18:04:02.953+00:002011-01-09T18:04:02.953+00:00Σας ευχαριστούμε τόσο πάρα πολύ! You know my diary...Σας ευχαριστούμε τόσο πάρα πολύ! You know my diary's about blending Greece and my own country, and I so enjoy and appreciate your endeavours to do the same - Corfe-Corfu - and so I learn...Θα μάθεις και να μάθεις από την α υπότροφος. At the most personal level my dad, John, and his second wife Maria did the blending you and another Maria have done this generation. I lack an iota of Sotoria's talent but enjoyed happiness that eluded her, though surely when she sang she must have known the joy of touching genius.sibaddhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02385376572555781755noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910737876389410763.post-32007254287838170462011-01-09T08:24:37.975+00:002011-01-09T08:24:37.975+00:00Simon,
You might like these two poems I wrote abo...Simon,<br /><br />You might like these two poems I wrote about Bellou back in the 1980s. The first is a kind of Haiku.<br /><br />Greek Music<br /> <br />The salty tang of sea-ports;<br />The belle-laide voice of Bellou:<br />Rebetic.<br /><br /><br /><br />Bellou's Birthday Burial<br />29 August 1997 (died 27/8/1997)<br /> <br />"A Communist"<br />"A gambler"<br />"A jail-bird"<br />"A Lesbian".<br />Irrelevant remarks -<br />A vitriolic reputation.<br />In recent years,<br />Abandoned,<br />Penniless;<br />Peddling her own cassettes<br />In Kolonaki Square,<br />Like she once hussled<br />Rizospastis.<br />Wounded by a British shell<br />In December '44.<br />Wounded by indifferent friends<br />In the years before she died.<br />She accused them all, and cursed,<br />How she cursed her koinonia ,<br />Complained of colleagues<br />Who'd deserted her,<br />Blamed all of those who didn't care.<br />Embittered and in pain,<br />The black fish swarmed around her:<br />She died of cancer of the throat.<br />The salty voice long silenced -<br />The greatest voice in Greece, for me.<br />The burial's today -<br />But not beside Tsitsanis -<br />No space for her last wish.<br />"Everything's a lie", she sang -<br />Then left; through one of life's two doors.Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08355849350086979436noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6910737876389410763.post-88521008148584962112011-01-09T08:17:43.051+00:002011-01-09T08:17:43.051+00:00Cloudy Sunday, one of the great Greek songs, by Ts...Cloudy Sunday, one of the great Greek songs, by Tsitsanis. Apparently written in Thessaloniki during ot shortly after the German Occupation.<br /><br />There's a great biography of Bellou, in Greek, which is not difficult to read. It contains a CD. I think you would enjoy it.<br /><br />JimJimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08355849350086979436noreply@blogger.com