"Perhaps only a poet of Greek origin, who creates in the manner of his master Elytis could, using and renewing the conventions of Ode and Epode, Strophe and Antistrophe and an imagery that "unfolds like the fragrance of white hyacinths to the end of space" write a Eulogy to the loss of Logos."
- Joanne Ford
Excerpt
Septenary - I
Logos–
from the spiral void nascent
logos springs forth reflecting
unwrinkled soil's lust for vapors and
alpha sun-drenched concept
logos' arms unfold primal kore's dream
transparent and unstained
a lake's obsession for a moon
glimmering slopes second concept.
Logos–
dwells over the chaos
breeze hovering on the plains and
crudest earthly essence becomes
gamma benevolent concept;
logos with God in light of God
flame like a dancing serpent
mysterious shadows on a cave wall and
conscience concept the fourth.
Logos–
shoulders like an Atlas all
ephemeral only to emerge as His first thought:
a primeval in the entrance of the cave
an obscure shadow, the troglodyte
outlining a human and this hymn
the omega concept.