I came near to your heart, Elenee ...
So near that I could not write a simple poem for you.
It seemed to me you are the perfect and exquisite blend
of Depression, of Joy and of Beauty
With a loud smile in heartbreaking sweet sorrow.
I never expected to fatally meet you
just like a diamond excavated out of mud...
I was so surprised about it! I loved you, Elenee ...
A Circe flowing, throughflowing and overflowing
Offered , even penetrating the walls.
A self-sustaining flame
even when there is no combustible
Enough she is in flames
even if she is burning her own flesh.
Helenee luminous star in my dark age,
Refracting its luster through windows - prisms,
which transform the painful haze of the external Universe
Enlightening - from your insight -shouting colourfulness.
In my mind, your face symbolises a consolation.
As in deep darkness, the full Moon.
Besides, you are a witch,
Your face should be bathed in moonlight
Even though-oddly- you shine emitting your own light.
Dedicated to my superb friend poet and writer Elenee Stasinou, that the "metaphysical"-seems to me_was too late to bring her in my "neighborhood". Her latest in Europe awarded novel "The Woman of Delphi" Okeanos publications
