Author Archives: Kostos Sofia

When was it?

Posted on March 6, 2011 by
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When was it?
that Germans and Turks
of Central Powers-
pulled from their uniforms, Continue reading →

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Ένας Ξαναγεννημένος Φοίνικας

Posted on August 27, 2009 by
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Once upon a time… Μια φορά κι έναν καιρό, όχι πολύ παλιά, γιά περισσότερο από τέσσερα εκατóχρονα, δυναστείες Οθωμανών Σουλτάνων βασίλευαν σαν βαριά σύννεφα, διώχνοντας τη λιακάδα από τους Ουρανούς. Ο τρόμος γέμιζε τον κάποτε ελεύθερο αέρα της: oι βράχοι της πονούσαν, οι θάλασσές της έκλαιγαν, τα πουλιά της έκρωζαν θρηνητικά, τα λουλούδια της μαραίνονταν, ο λαός της υπέφερε—

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The Duchess Of Alba On South Street©

Posted on August 23, 2009 by
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I saw the Duchess of Alba at the checkout counter of  The Whole Foods food market on South Street, today. She was here in Philadelphia, miles from Madrid, —and Goya, was bagging her wares. Mesmerized, I stared straight at her as she gazed through me as if I were air. As I peered at her plume-jet-black hair, I marveled to … Continue reading →

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A Phoenix Reborn

Posted on August 16, 2009 by
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Mia fora kai enan kero… Once upon a time, not too long ago, for four plus centuries, successions of Ottoman Sultans reigned down like gloomy clouds, blocking sunlight from Grecian skies. Terror filled her once-free air: her rocks ached, her seas wept, her birds shrilled her flowers withered, her people suffered—

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…Or, what was worse? ©

Posted on August 14, 2009 by
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A remarkable thing about the bodies that we saw was that nearly all of them were naked. I have been informed that the people were forced to take off their clothes before they were killed, as the Mohammedans consider the clothes taken from a dead body to be defiled. —Leslie A. Davis, American Consul General When we see those still … Continue reading →

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