DeeperGreece

philhellene, armchair classicist, tour planner, foodie

[DeeperGreece @DeeperGreece]

The grounds around the Acropolis appear to have been there since the 5th c BCE, but were designed in the 1950s by artist and architect, Dimitris Pikionis. Anyone who has strolled these shaded walkways knows he deserves greater notoriety than history has afforded him. #acropolis

[The Greek Institute @TheGreekInst]

Καλό μήνα! Wishing everyone a wonderful start to June. Sharing the view from seat 21A on a past @delta flight from Boston to Athens. We hope a similar view will be part of your summer plans.

#greek #moderngreek #greece #thegreekinstitute #delta

[DeeperGreece @DeeperGreece]

Καλό μήνα! June has arrived….#Hydra #greece #καλομηνα

[Λεξικά Γ. Μπαμπινιώτη @lexicon_gr]

🌿🌸 — Οδυσσέας Ελύτης, ❝ Θάνατος και Ανάστασις
του Κωνσταντίνου Παλαιολόγου ❞
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#lex_poetry

[DeeperGreece @DeeperGreece]

Sharing:How to Travel: An Ancient Guide for the Modern Tourist
Herodotus
Edited and translated by M. D. Usher
A transporting anthology of ancient Greek and Roman travel writings…https://t.co/etZQAnFuU6

[C.P. Cavafy @CCavafy]

“Memory, hold on to what they were.”

– C.P. Cavafy, “Grey”, translated by @EvanPJones

#poetry #cavafy

[Λεξικά Γ. Μπαμπινιώτη @lexicon_gr]

🌿🌸— Β. Οικονόμου, ❝ Μαθήματα γλώσσας ❞
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#lex_poetry

[Durrell Society @DurrellSociety]

Lamplight, wine and good conversation sealed in the margins of the day so that one slept at night with a sense of repletion, of plenitude, as if one were never more to wake.

— Lawrence Durrell

Bellapaix, Cyprus

[Λεξικά Γ. Μπαμπινιώτη @lexicon_gr]

🌿🌸— Γ. Σαραντάρης, ❝Φιλίες❞
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#lex_poetry

[Durrell Society @DurrellSociety]

No writer of our time seems to me to bring so much meaning out of the naked word.

— Freya Stark, appreciating Lawrence Durrell's Island Books

[DeeperGreece @DeeperGreece]

Sharing:How to Travel: An Ancient Guide for the Modern Tourist
Herodotus
Edited and translated by M. D. Usher
A transporting anthology of ancient Greek and Roman travel writings…https://t.co/etZQAnFuU6

[Λεξικά Γ. Μπαμπινιώτη @lexicon_gr]

1/ 🌿🌸 « Μάθε παιδί μου γράμματα...» ~

ΤΑ ΠΤΩΧΟΠΡΟΔΡΟΜΙΚΑ είναι τα πιο ενδιαφέροντα και αξιόλογα δημώδη κείμενα του 12ου αι. Από τις πρώτες φορές που η δημώδης γλώσσα βγάζει συναίσθημα, και μάλιστα σαρκαστικό.

[Durrell Society @DurrellSociety]

See now Oblivion shimmering all around us, its very tranquility deadlier than tempest. How little all our keels have troubled it. Our ships were all unseaworthy from the first.

There goes the raft that Homer made for Helen.

— Lord Dunsany

#homer
#seaworthy

[Durrell Society @DurrellSociety]

The shrine itself is hardly bigger than a large telephone booth, but the lamps are always in repair and the floor always dusted.

How this is done is rather a puzzle. Yet it has always been so. . . .

— Lawrence Durrell

Shrine of St. Arsenius, Corfu

[Greece Ελλάς Grecia @GreekPictures]

Somewhere in #Serifos, the island doesn’t show itself all at once, it reveals itself slowly, through narrow paths, quiet corners, and doors left slightly open. 🇬🇷
📷 georgepapanas

[Earthglory @ab_cd_1235]

Paradise in Zakynthos Greece 🇬🇷

[Greece Ελλάς Grecia @GreekPictures]

Golden hour melts into the Aegean. A quiet rooftop in #Sifnos, where light, sea, and earth meet in perfect balance. 🇬🇷
📷 zoekonti

[The Masterpieces Archive @MasterpiecesArc]

Venus de Milo
Louvre Museum

[Durrell Society @DurrellSociety]

The Cities We Lost

Cities such as Alexandria, Smyrna (Izmir), Beirut, Selanik (Thessaloniki) and Constantinople (Istanbul) shrivelled. Today there is no boat service from Alexandria to Beirut or Istanbul, let alone from Izmir to Thessaloniki

https://t.co/kaBGqe4xPX

[DeeperGreece @DeeperGreece]

Καλή Πρωτομαγιά! Happy 1st of May, & International Labor Day. #OTD Greek families wander to quiet villages for picnics; fly kites, and along the way, gather wildflowers to make “stefania” crowns to carry a piece of spring home. These crowns become wreaths on doorways. #greece

[Durrell Society @DurrellSociety]

Sometimes at evening I might come upon her sitting absently alone on the little painted wooden terrace of the Café Baudrot, gazing into space.

Her sketching blocks lay before her, unopened. On her lips, the tiny moustache of cream from her café viennois.

— Lawrence Durrell