Saturno Magazine, Articolo: ANDROMACHI BENEKOU

ANDROMACHI BENEKOU

 

 

Andromachi Benekou was born in Chouliarades, Ioannina. Her love for books and development pushed her to study Economics, Pedagogy and postgraduate studies in Learning Disabilities

At the same time, she is a poet, puppeteer, painter, author and her projects have been performed in many schools.

Her puppet plays include poems she has been writing since high school.

She has been distinguished for her voluntary activity in institutions of Ioannina, with the promotion of Greek literature and culture.

 

 

STARDUST

 

 

Love is a conqueror

shoots silver arrows

but if it happens that you refuse him

it throws you into the marshes!

 

He is a fierce warrior

He holds you like a booty

As "slave" you follow

your golden crown wears!

 

After the violent invasion

flowers of the soul have withered

you are in divine court

your spirit is enchanted!

 

You go through secret passages

swallow tails fly low

you arrive at the Parthenon as a king

they wear your purple tunic!

 

 

That's where your life shines

in the stone-pillared alleys

stardust is gathering

in five-petalled lilies!

 

Unsuspecting you taste it

you think it is the nectar of the Gods

you never heal

follower of the passions…

 

 

 

BIRTH 

 

 

 

On earth the small island

thousands of young storks

they go to sea, they arrive running.

With evening sky

our home destination

they flutter a nest they do!

 

 

On earth the small island

a child arrives

of God's path for years.

he lets out his first cry

of joy is anticipation

he shines like a white viconia.

 

 

We all set up a dance

in our own sky

anticipating songs of the wind

which brings us to you

treasure of the whole world

my perfect sea angel!

 

I will drink you like wine

giving you a kiss

it resurrects from the darkness!

You bring the light with you

clothed in purple

you sleep in hugs and caresses!

 

 

 

SONGSTER

 

 

My love is a vocalist

away of the marshes

he is my only hymn

he will bring me to you. 

 

To taste of your rainbow

climax of honey

in your garden as soon as I come

from your heavenly arrows.

 

Peacock fans its wings

cheeks flaming

after the heart was flooded

pleasure from buds.

 

 

 

 

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