tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954130354262793169.post4935850855580055243..comments2024-03-11T20:39:46.221+02:00Comments on vazambam: Hunchback Dwarf at the Marketvazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)http://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954130354262793169.post-79405287713444270982008-12-08T23:09:00.000+02:002008-12-08T23:09:00.000+02:00It's the same woman, John--and she's still alive a...It's the same woman, John--and she's still alive and alert as ever--too bad the people who make fun of her never see how grotesque their behavior is. Glad both Joe and you liked the poem.vazambam (Vassilis Zambaras)https://www.blogger.com/profile/14515165428574974933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954130354262793169.post-50238172391102839742008-12-08T15:56:00.000+02:002008-12-08T15:56:00.000+02:00Excellent poem. I wonder if this is the same woman...Excellent poem. I wonder if this is the same woman who came to our door, when we lived in Meligalas, to sell us flowers.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5954130354262793169.post-81899893658370453662008-12-08T15:41:00.000+02:002008-12-08T15:41:00.000+02:00I love how "Looking curiously / Larger than life" ...I love how "Looking curiously / Larger than life" inhabits a grammatical open ground where it can apply to the snail, the tortoise, and/or "the rest of us," as if the glimpse into the miniature world makes everything "larger than life." I can't explain the strong effect—like that instant when the express elevator accelerates upward....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com