Άγγελος Σικελιανός
1884–1951
Sikelianos writes as if the old world were still warm underfoot, mixing the language of Orthodox feast days with a pagan sense of the sacred, so grief, spring light and the sea all arrive with the same steady breath. Start with «Συλλογή Αλαφροΐσκιωτος», where a young poet on Lefkada hears a voice on the mountain and commits himself to it. If that voice suits you, «Πάσχα των Ελλήνων» follows it up a mountainside at Easter. The other two listed here expand on the same concerns: «Μήτηρ Θεού» is an unbroken hymn to a mother larger than any church, and «Ποίηση» treats the Greek landscape as a state of the soul. The verse is in Greek, so expect a voice that builds by breath and rhythm rather than by narrative.
Feels like awe, nature and faith.
Start with Μήτηρ Θεού (1916-1917).
Sikelianos and his wife Eva Palmer staged the Delphic Festival in 1927, reviving ancient drama in the ruins above Delphi — the poet spent his life trying to make myth a lived, present thing.
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