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War of the Foxes

In this gripping science fiction tale, a group of rebels known as the Foxes wage a relentless battle against an oppressive regime in a dystopian world. The story follows their struggle for freedom and justice amidst a backdrop of political intrigue and technological advancements. more

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Richard Siken
Richard Siken

Richard Siken is an American poet born in 1967. His poetry is known for its unique style and profound emotional expression, which has won him a wide audience. more

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“Υπάρχει μια μοναξιά που μπορείς να τη λικνίσεις. Μπράτσα σταυρωμένα, γόνατα μαζεμένα ψηλά.. ξανά και ξανά η ίδια κίνηση, ανόμοια μ’ εκείνη του πλοίου, μαλακώνει και συγκρατεί αυτόν που λικνίζεται. Είναι εσωτερική – σε τυλίγει σφιχτά σαν επιδερμίδα. Υπάρχει και μια μοναξιά που περιπλανιέται. Κανένα λίκνισμα δεν την καθηλώνει. Είναι ζωντανή και αυτόνομη. Είναι στεγνή και διάχυτη και κάνει τον ήχο των ποδιών σου που φεύγουν να μοιάζει σαν να έρχεται από τόπο πολύ μακρινό.”

“See," she said, "I can hold on to you while everything else changes." And she thought she was safe and so, in that safety, could face whatever was to come. And then all of a sudden that you is gone-- that person, that family, that home, that job (maybe even that occupation), maybe even that country, that world-- and there's nothing to hold onto at all, and that self, that life, is gone as well, and yet more self--truer self--than ever before. And how can that all be so true at the same time? And yet it is.”

“Moment of adorable silence. Men fall silent. But the song of the world rises and I, a prisoner chained deep in the cave, am filled with delight before I have time to desire. Eternity is here and I was hoping for it. Now I can speak. I do not know what I could wish for rather than this continued presence of self with self. What I want now is not happiness but awareness. One thinks one has cut oneself off from the world, but it is enough to see an olive tree upright in the golden dust, or beaches glistening in the morning sun, to feel this separation melt away. Thus with me. I become aware of the possibilities for which I am responsible. Every minute of life carries with it its miraculous value, and its face of eternal youth.”