This is just from Odysseus Elytis' new book, "The Little
Mariner."
I completed my higher mathematics
in the school of the sea, witnessed some exemplary sums.
One, if you deconstruct grease you will, in the end,
see an olive tree, a grapevine, and a bold remain,
that is with as much you reconstruct her.
Two, the multiplication of aromatic grasses by innocence
always gives the shape of some Jesus Christ.
Three, happiness is the correct relationship between deeds,
forms, and emotions, colors.
Our life can be cut and has a duty
to be cut to the dimensions of Matisse's colored papers.
Four, wherever there are fig trees, there is grease.
Wherever the mountain rises above its word,
there is a poet.
Bliss is not subtractable.
Naked July high noon.