This poem is quite amazing and I can only read it in translation but to me so apt about the current state of the Nation. It captures both anger and the feeing that matters could/should have been quite quite different.
Grotto in the Gulf of Salerno – Joseph Wright of Derby (1774)
In my explorations of modern Greek literature, I was reading a novel called Drifting Cities by Stratis Tsirkas that is about exiled Greeks in Jerusalem, Cairo and Alexandria during the Second World War. It interweaves the personal story of the protagonist, Manos Simonidis, the group of Communist activists with which he’s involved and the political machinations of the factions in the Greek government in exile. To be honest, it’s a hard read. The detailed twists and turns of the political events are difficult to follow and not that interesting, and Simonidis is not an engaging or sympathetic character. His relationships with the various women he meets also strikes me as wish fulfilment on the part of the author and the women come across as rather characterless.
One the of the final sections of the novel sequence (it’s really…
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