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Wednesday, May 5, 2010

On Approaching a Shortcut through a Field of Nettles

Rush,
Rash.

Posted by vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras) at 9:31 PM

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AleksMay 5, 2010 at 11:10 PM
:O) I know this one!!
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vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)May 6, 2010 at 12:09 PM
Aleksandra,

Excuse the pun, but wasn't your rashness nettling? =:)!!!
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AleksMay 7, 2010 at 8:40 PM
:O) hehehehe...
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vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras): Meligalas, Messenias, Greece; Born in Greece, I was taken at the age of four to the small town of Raymond, WA in 1948. After high school, I attended the University of Washington but dropped out after a year, spent 1963-1964 traveling in Europe and in Greece, settling in Munich until getting drafted into the US Army. After my discharge, I completed my sophomore year at GHC, Aberdeen, WA, then transferred to the UW where I received an MA in English. In 1970, I co-founded the poetry magazine Madrona and also worked for the Seattle Housing Authority before returning to Greece in 1972. I married Eleni in 1980 and we have a daughter, Efiniki, 42, and a son, Anastasios, 40. I'm now retired from teaching ESL in my language school in Meligalas but still writing poetry--which I've been doing for the last forty-plus years. My poems have been published in various literary magazines in the US and abroad. A number of my poems were also included in the anthology How The Net Is Gripped: a selection of contemporary American Poetry (Stride, UK, 1992), and I have two collections of poetry, Sentences (Querencia Books, 1976), and Aural (Singing Horse Press, 1984).

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