"Without Ritsos' eloquence, Greeks would have forgotten how to name all those things that are there before their eyes." — Pantelis Prevelakis
This long poem is a nuanced and moving account of the poet's time in exile, in which everyday events...
The highway became the Red Sea.
We moved through the storm like a sheer valley.
You drove; I looked at you with love.
— from "Storm"
One of the most gifted and readable poets of his time, Adam Zagajewski is proving to be a...