by Michael Nikoletseas
We too stood
At the crossroads chapel
Of Saint George killing the
dragon
Dumb night our eyes
Friend
Mine to the north
Yours to the south
And the stone
Oh stranger, tell the
Spartans Leonidas fell alone
In the tavernas men eat
mushrooms in stealth
Women at home
Their pants off before the icons
Dress
Saint George the Dragon
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Biography:, Nikoletseas Michael M. Professor of Medicine, philosopher, classicist. Born in Androussa, Messinia, Greece in 1943. After graduating from high school in Greece, he came to America where he studied Psychology (B.A. with Honors, 1969-1973), Psychobiology (Rutgers University, M.S., PhD, 1973-1978), postdoctoral studies at the Medical College of Pennsylvania and University of Medicine and Dentistry of New Jersey. He taught at the School of Medicine of the University of Wisconsin in Madison, WI, and UPR. Visiting professor at the University of Texas at Houston School of Medicine., Parents: Johannes Peter Müller (Humboldt-Universität zu Berlin) ->, Hermann von Helmholtz (Humboldt-Universität zu Berlin) -> Wilhelm Max Wundt (Universität Leipzig) -> Edward B. Titchener (Cornell University) -> John Paul Nafe-> Clarence Graham (Columbia University) -> William S. Verplank, Jr. (Indiana University Bloomington)-> George H. Collier (Rutgers University) -> Michael M. Nikoletseas
Last updated June 15, 2015