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NANA TOKATLI : Attachment gone
NANA TOKATLI : to the bow

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NANA TOKATLI
Attachment gone

I insisted on asking or rather begging you to sit near me and watch the snow fall or the sun set. Dark, tormented years passed in efforts, failures, yearnings, until the day dawned, to see me a winner: snowfalls and sunsets were mine to enjoy. Attachment was gone. Like an overture I can treasure now the gift of sight, eyes that provide joy watching the drama of a snowfall, the opera of a sunset.

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NANA TOKATLI
to the bow

I watch you as you push aside, tip over blocks of ice, follow the dark path, focused on the dim lights, the icebraker moves ahead, a vast frozen hell, in dense fog lights of hope will lead us where expected, n time, at a planted life in nowhere. I saw you struggle with huge waves and swells, your body was tested, metal came to meet limits, weldings would last? your sounds – what horror, speechless we listened, how dark was this sea, a black hell of anger, inviting cliffs for land. A dream to escape, I have seen you ripple the satin of a cobalt blue sea, dolphins escort you to a safe haven, heaven can be reached.

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 The WOUNDED MORNING
THE WOUNDED MORNING by Kirby Wright

List Price: $9.95
6" x 9" (15.24 x 22.86 cm)
Black & White on Cream paper
88 pages
ISBN-13: 978-1542490399 (CreateSpace-Assigned)
ISBN-10: 1542490391
BISAC: Fiction / Literary
This collection of flash and poetry explores the secret interior worlds of characters dealing with intense emotional landscapes. Some of the pieces flash back in time to reveal the under= pinnings of feelings of inadequacy, such as the narrator in "Butterfly Season," who recalls a lost love in high school and beatings as a boy. The flashes drive this book foward with intense relationship moments as couples either battle the odds to stay together or throw in the towel. There's even a flash ballad to the Beat Poets during their early days in New York.




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NANA TOKATLI was born in Athens, Greece. An exchange student to the US (senior highschool year). A graduate of the Fine Arts School of Athens. Painter and since 2000 poet, who writes poetry mainly in english and short stories in greek. Published 2 collections of poems.


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