| Author | Epoch | Work | Type | Quote | Term |
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| Simon Chikovani | 1903-1966 | Strange Flag (Simon Chikovani, works in four volumes, vol. 1, Tbilisi, 1975) | Poetry | “As Hamlet, the Capitana takes up the bowl Remembers: parents, palaces, and Sirens” (pg. 238) |
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| Simon Chikovani | 1903-1966 | *** Let us expose the Muse to hard life (Simon Chikovani, works in four volumes, vol. 1, Tbilisi, 1975) | Poetry | “Let us expose the Muse to hard life” (pg. 216) |
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| Simon Chikovani | 1903-1966 | The first Postscript (Simon Chikovani, works in four volumes, vol. 1, Tbilisi, 1975) | Poetry | “Two thousand years ago Catullus lamented his brother in verse” (pg. 212) |
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| Simon Chikovani | 1903-1966 | Loss of Sister (Simon Chikovani, works in four volumes, vol. 1, Tbilisi, 1975) | Poetry | “Mother thinks just like Charon Father will meet her near the river” (pg. 208) |
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| Simon Chikovani | 1903-1966 | The Golden Fleece (Simon Chikovani, works in four volumes, vol. 1, Tbilisi, 1975) | Poetry | “I was looking for Phasis sunk in the sea And the Fleece lost in Colchis […] And the local Fleece hung from the oak tree” (pg. 140, 141) |
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| Simon Chikovani | 1903-1966 | Paliastomi Lake (Simon Chikovani, works in four volumes, vol. 1, Tbilisi, 1975) | Poetry | “As a boat heading for Troy, The raft is speeding in the lake And the Moon is shining so As if it were born In Colchis” (pg. 135, 139) |
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| Otia Ioseliani | 1930-2011 | A woman came out to be unfaithful (Otia Ioseliani, Selected Works in Two Volumes, V. II, Tbilisi, 1991) | Prose | “Vengeance cut the Amazons’ breasts off and made them take swords and shields […] Medea from Colchis was not only a legend either; for thirty-three centuries the world has been... |
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| Otia Ioseliani | 1930-2011 | All about myself (Otia Ioseliani, All about Myself, Tbilisi, 2002) | Prose | “My aunt agreed with me ichidnically”. (pg.10) |
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| Otia Ioseliani | 1930-2011 | All about myself (Otia Ioseliani, All about Myself, Tbilisi, 2002) | Prose | “At such a time you are boiling in the chaos of the mixture of dream and reality and each minute you need someone to be with you not to get lost in this Labyrinth […] one has no wish to... |
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| Grigol Abashidze | 1914-1994 | Kornali (Grigol Abashidze, Works in Three Volumes, Vol. 3, Tbilisi, 1985) | Prose | “A young woman had put up an easel in the middle of the hall and was painting the copy of Rembrandt’s Danae” (pg. 747) |
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