There is the Swallow!
As if taken from a children’s book,
a picture come to life,
a sign of spring, old in our remembrance
which time has not yet washed out.
On the roof of the veranda
it builds its lowly nest
with mud and grass
and with wisdom of ages. …’
From the poem ‘The Swallows’ Nest’, by Ioanna Moutsopoulou
Cycle III: Faces of Life
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(Photograph by Alexandros Belesis)