Dimitra Kotoula was born in 1974. Her one collection of poetry to date is entitled Three Notes for a Melody.
I hear you –
Yes, it’s you.
A fine skin spreads over my tongue.
A fine skin caresses my tongue.
My hands resound full of fruits.
Full of abandonment.
Whatever is going to happen in the tale
is happening now in my hands.
You blow my day.
Your smell flustered my day.
My day whirls and falls into yours.
a warm meek mouth
that your heart’s scented caress
has condemned to survive