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Onoma
Poems
Jan 2024
Yasou Papo
Yasou Papo...
you were able
to dance with
a small glass...
filled with liquor,
above your head.
with open arms.
during a marital
afterparty.
plates were being
smashed on the
dancefloor, & money
was being thrown.
just like eagle feathers
thru the Parthenon.
when you freely gave
away your last breath,
there was no plaster known
to cast Your Face.
*For a bygone King, dipping his toe into waters that skin stones. Lazaros Dimopoulos. My Grandfather, who rests with a mint leaf tucked at the side of
his right ear--staring thru the sun~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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