The poet’s dream stole over him like sunlight
And passed into the tenebrous thickets.
Seamus Heaney
And passed into the tenebrous thickets.
Seamus Heaney
Spiros Papaloukas
The function of music is to create soul,
by creating conditions for myth,
the root of all soul.
Where there is no soul,
music creates it.
Where there is soul,
music sustains it.
Jani Christou
Chios , 23rd Aug 1968
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