Widely travelled in Europe, Africa and USA, Cora Greenhill constantly returns to inspirational Crete. Her poems have appeared in The Interpreters House, Staple, and Tears in the Fence, as well as anthologies. Read her book, Deep in Time (Dreadful Work Press, 1999).
The local tour guide believes in leather boots with wide toes. Sturdy soles. Protein for breakfast.
The young sailor said he would give me a modicum of love if I let him use my body as a harbor.
The ticket seller would prefer to meet the guests outside, order them shortest to tallest, take the most boisterous by the hand.
The skull-like villa lost / in a garden of dreams, / so seem the isle’s cimitero: ...
So here is the brief life / of men: what follows / went before of / that we know / nothing
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