Nikos Savvakis was born in Finikounda, a small fishing village in the South-Western Peloponnese, Greece. He attended high school in Kalamata, the nearest big town, and attended university in England, reading Politics. He has published five collections of poetry.
“I have always loved animals. My constant encounters with both domesticated and wild, as a boy in a village, impressed me for life.”Nikos SavvakisIn this modern-day equivalent of a medieval bestiary, Nikos Savvakis casts an admiring, occasionally quizzical eye over the creatures with whom we sha...
I’ve always felt an overwhelming sense of luck. Here I am, existing, against almost unimaginable odds. The sheer improbability of my being, of any of us being, is staggering. Yet, here we stand, shining brightly in this vast cosmic tapestry.Our very planetary system stands as a testament to our ex...
‘Dear Mr. Savvakis, your poetry reminds me of a phrase by Terentius: ‘nothing human could be strange to me.’ This was what a Greek critic wrote about one my collections and I think he hit the nail on the head.Yes, indeed all human activities interest me. There are countless ways in which we re...
