For the face to face meeting in Berlin, I was looking old Armenian books that my uncle Mario gave me last time I was in Buenos Aires to offer for a collaborative work between Archi, Achot, Emily and me. I discovered that the sister of my grandfather Levon, Koharig, wrote poems and one of the books was hers. In the family she was "the nuts", she was ignorated and nobody ever told me that we have a book of her.I'm happy they didn't through it away.
The poems are printed in Buenos Aires by Ararat Editions in 1951. The book has poems that she wrote in Marash in 1917,1921...then in Korfu 1923... the time were she was "displaced".
The dedication to her mother says:
"You will look captivated
for a moment to my picture
and you will say, she has no language
and no heart, what can I do?"
