Identity Poem by Constantinos Grigoriadis

Identity

Rating: 5.0


I asked myself who iam.
I was looking for identity.
I felt the silent of my soul.
No answer.
I looked at the stars one by one.
They asked for identity too.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Peter Stavropoulos 14 June 2007

For what my opinion is worth, Constantin, another excellent poem. Again the imagery is powerful. In your biographical clip you stated your uncertainty of identity, or unwillingness to define or limit your identity, and this desire for poetic freedom and license has again been expressed very well. If this is an underlining theme of your work, and you can maintain the powerful imagery, then you could produce a sustained work on this subject. Something I would enjoy to read. For what my opinion is worth. I'm only a writer like you. Best wishes.

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Pia Andersson 11 March 2007

Beautiful...yes the stars are homeless or perhaps they feel at home whereever they are..i like your poem Wishing you a joyful evening Pia

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