I am back on Paros, grateful for the short time away, grateful to be home. I am dropping off my laptop at a Mac repair shop in Naoussa in about an hour, so I’ll update now and be off-line for a few days while they fix my RAM/overheating issues. Get some other stuff done… Here are some thoughts gleaned from the notebook I kept while away from my keyboard.
–On Iraklia, be sure to eat at ‘Pefkos’. A nice, small family-run taverna. I had excellent goat there and fried zucchini. Ate there twice.
–On the day I left Iraklia, I wrote “Fisherman repair nets. There is music on the radio. My donkey and I wait for the boat to Naxos.”
–A kamaki is a traditional three-pronged spear used to hunt fish. It is also the term used for the people (kamakia) who wait for you to disembark from a boat. They try to lure you in to stay at their hotel, studio or apartment. I wrote “The life of a kamaki is no life at all.”
–A poem…Sikinos slips by/stone dragon in/a shining sea./From the stern/I gaze up/its scaly flank/searching for Episkopi/the worn dome/the Apollonian columns.
–“I’ve seen Sikinos burning, from miles away, on another island, years ago. From Andiparos the blaze measured 5 mm between my fingertips. A year later I searched the rocky terraces and found no sign of the inferno. Perhaps it was dragon spit.”
–I was able to finish ‘Ulysses’ while on holiday. “As the Aqua Jewel slid into the harbor of Sifnos, Molly Bloom exclaimed “…yes I said yesI will yes.”
–A Gypsy woman wearing an electric blue t-shirt. Written in large, bold black letters is “variegated moss green.”
–“The lights of Paros shine faintly off the starboard bow. I can see Paros from where I am.”
–JDCM
I LOVE that cover photo!
I LOVE that cover photo! It is you.