Haunted by the Living, Fed by the Dead

Life, death, subjugation, liberation, belonging, alienation; it’s all in here. Seemingly, the entire cycle of living & dying at its most poignant fulcrum. To know death is to know life. In this debut collection of poems by Giorgia Pavlidou, life & death dance between the pages, between the lines. The poet uses & fuses color & sound in order to approach the unfathomable. Creation & destruction are perhaps nevermore eternally linked in poetry, thought and being than within this book. Pavlidou has also generously included a choice selection of her own paintings. The poet is never faltering in her vision, always adept to the strangeness, and vastness, of the reach of the reaper’s long hand. Can awareness (and reminders) of death ever be less than a gift? What the poet gleans from life—within the remembrance of the agony & ecstasy of living—and dying—is a vast oeuvre worthy of the highest zenith. In a society which seems hellbent on forgetting, Pavlidou is a keen reminder, a brilliant poet & painter whose mission seems to be ever evolving, ever expansive; in the pursuit of knowledge. Within the pages of Haunted by the Living, Fed by the Dead; the possible reigns supreme. In the pursuit of truth & beauty, in the pursuit of the marvelous; there is perhaps no poet/painter more equipped to tell it how it is, and how it could be.