Sunday, June 21, 2009

A study on the poetry of Nickos M. Batsikanis (Greece)

The poetry of Nickos M. Batsikanis (Greece)

Nickos M. Batsikanis is a poet from Greece who writes in Modern Greek. His poetry is highly lyrical and blends perfectly with the use of a non complex and very concise language, beautiful imagery and depth of thought and reflections, while in the majority of cases the poet describes simple and daily happenings.

Concision, and nature as a source for imagery

In Untitled, that which at the beginning seems to be a poem of love (“Tonight we’re here again/ you and me”), develops in an effective anticlimax, “my dear silence”. This leads to Lost Loves, where again Batsikanis reveals his innermost feelings through images that are taken directly from the world of nature (the microcosm: “raindrops”, “snowflakes”, “foliages of the trees”; and the macrocosm: “lightning”, “horizon”, “stars”, “galaxy” and “sun”).

As already noted, concision is the key word for some of Batsikanis’ poems. In Sea shell the question mark and the two exclamation marks in just three lines express strong feelings which perhaps have to do with lost love, memory and disillusion. Again, the importance of nature in order to express the innermost human feelings. Concision is also present in Sensational Love, where the difference between love and just sex is expressed very effectively in just two lines:

Sensational love needs a soul,
The Body isn’t enough.

Realism/idealism, pain and the poet

The poet is the person who not only feels but is also forced to write or express his pain in verse. Thus, in Words like Poison Batsikanis writes about the negative strength of words which “are like arrows/ - they don’t return back…/ especially the poisonous ones…” In Ticket, Batsikanis writes that in this world “the ticket is expensive, to travel in dream” and that “The price is heavy for a few drops of happiness…” The final “Where (why)?” express the fact that the poet is also one who is searching for something that is ideal, and thus impossible to find. However, here Batsikanis proves to us that the poet is not only a dreamer or idealist, but paradoxically also one who is a realist and down to earth.

Realism is felt also in Uncontrolled Course which is about the fact that all humanity’s final destination is death (the classical “Hades”). In an almost nonchalant and natural (resigned?) tone Batsikanis asks humanity to take things slowly while we’re here on earth, fully conscious that death is inevitable. There is a subtle sense of irony between the lines. Even Entreaty is about death, but here it does not mean the end, but the beginning of something else for the poet-believer. Here Batsikanis addresses directly the Lord (Jesus Christ), and is fully aware that some day or other “the great hour comes/ of our mystic supper.”

As a realist and also as the voice of consciousness of mankind Batsikanis writes about honesty in the poem with the same title: we read that honesty is,

An upslope, hard trodden
very deserted path and road…

The poet thus is the observer of humanity’s good or bad actions. He chooses honesty and the hard way, even though he knows that he is one in a million. In Threat, Batsikanis writes about mankind’s serious threat: man knowing no limits. Faced with such a threat the Greek poet knows that remaining silent is a crime. Thus, in A Society Responsibility he writes:

We’ll all be there, first me, then you and then the others.
In the court room of consciousness, for complicity.
They, accused as moral perpetrators, some as doers
and we as accessories and silent accomplices to guilt.

Batsikanis is the one who points his fingers at mankind for its misdoings, but he is also the one who includes himself as part of this treachery.

Greece – Land of the Light is a patriotic poem which expresses Batsikanis’ love for Greece in a time when “The light of Delphi has become expensive in our days. Ideals are lost.” This is another poem-invitation not to abandon ideals, once upheld by Sparta’s king, Leonidas (in 480 B.C.), during the war against the Persian army, and by General John Makrygiannis (in the 19th century) during the war against the Turks.

In A Suffocating Ring Batsikanis is seen as the upholder of ideals such as freedom and righteousness. This is a poem of strength reminding people like Batsikanis himself that freedom is a state worth fighting for. This poem links with Peace, where Batsikanis writes, “There aren’t winners or losers/ in war”. It’s a short poem which acts as an invitation to quit war, but also as a warning: peace is not an eternal guarantee. One has to work for its achievement, if not we can be among tomorrow’s “little orphans of the traffic lights…”

Who is the poet?

On the other hand, in Flight, Batsikanis reminds us that the poet is the one who finds “the traces of escape/ in the boundaries of chaos”, and much more. Words like “Flight”, “wings”, “wind”, “angels”, “sky”, “moon”, “comets” and “soul” all have to do with the poet’s ability to detach him/herself from all that which is materialistic. Another poem about the poet’s vocation is Choice III, where Batsikanis writes that the poet’s life is one of ideals and values, but this also means lack of freedom, pain and being a slave of reflection, thoughts and guilt. Here, being free means walking “on a road/ empty from dreams…” Surely, this is a poem which reminds us of other poems written by Batsikanis, such as Honesty and Ticket.

Who is the “me” if not the poet himself in Feel Me? He can be found in “the light… the sparkling light” and in “the sound of the wind/ whispering a song/ that will be mine chant”. Absence may be one of Batsikanis’ best poems. Words like “Oblivion”, “empty”, “absence”, “nothing”, “negative film” and “robbed dreams” form the skeleton of this poem. Can all this be read according to the existentialistic way of seeing and understanding life around us? Again we see the “I” and “you” relationship, where the “you” may easily be identified with the poet’s alter-ego.

Conclusion

Reading the poems of Nickos M. Batsikanis is a pleasure, but also an internal voyage in the poet’s mind and soul (thus in mankind’s mind and soul) and a peaceful invitation to reflect on universal aspects such as love, solitude, peace and war, life and death, human relationships and much more. It would be an excellent idea for Batsikanis to have more of his poems in Modern Greek translated into English for the general poetry lovers to read and understand.

Patrick Sammut (Malta, June 2009)
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Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Nickos Batsikanis - a poet from Greece


A few days ago I read some poetry in translation written by Greek poet Nickos M. Batsikanis. I even managed to jot down some notes which I will develop in a short study later on.

From here I want to say hello to all my Greek friends and poets, and also to all the poets I know from different countries. Wish you health, peace and INSPIRATION for the summer season!

Biography:

He was born in Pelasgia Phthiotitha’s. He made a carrier, as officer, in the Greek War - Air force. He lives in Athens and in the village where he was born.
He deals with research concerning the Modern Greek Language, with an approval from the Academy of Athens. He was announced honourable President of the Literary Association “Xasteron”, and he’s responsible for Public Relationships concerning the literary magazine “KELAINO”. He has been enclosed in the “People of the Year”, 2004, for his contribution to Civilization and Humanity, among: George Papandreou (minister), Dora Bakogianni (minister, mayor of Athens), and Minos Kyriakou (president of Greek Olympic Organization).
He has published 7 seven books (5 books of Poetry, 1 story, 1 essay).
He has been honoured with an A΄ Pan-Hellenic Poetry Prize and an A΄ Prize from the International Competition of Poetry. Also, a historical treatise of his gained the A΄ Prize equally with the Professor of History at the University of Cyprus. He was the basic speaker during the literary dedication made by the “International Clubs of Maria Callas”, a true speaker to the great Diva of the Opera. He was a basic speaker at the Word Olympiad “In Greece 2004” throughout the country, and a narrative speaker at the dedication ceremony for the 80 years of the Greek singer Grigoris Bithikotsis, the most popular Greek singer. He also was a special co-ordinator at the International Symposium of Religious Poetry in Greece, and a member to it. He has presented many writers’ and poets’ books, among them: 1) “From my diary”: author Anna’s Grigori Bithikotsi. 2) The c.d. “Behold the Groom is coming”… belonging to the Professor of Byzantine Music, Mr. Sotiris Doganis. He has participated in many festivities for great names of the Arts like: Odysseus Elytis (Nobel), Giannis Ritsos, Federico Garcia Lorca, Georgios Seferis (Nobel), Dionysius Solomos (Greek national poet) and other creators, while it’s been reported that his voice comes primitive and original from the past and especially the Byzantine Period. He writes articles in magazines and newspapers concerning Essays and Treatises. His work has been concluded in Anthologies and “pages” of Internet, while much of his work has been translated into different languages and has been published in many magazines.

Books:

“Signs”, poetry, 2001, “Publishing House of Athens”.

“From the Skies”, poetry, 2002, “ Publishing House of Athens”.

“Α Tasty Day”, poetry, 2004, “Filippotis Publishing House”.

“In Paradise”, narrative stories, 2005, “Filippotis Publishing
House”.

“Αwakeness”, poetry, 2006, “Gabrielithis Publishing House”.

“In the Light”, poetry, 2007, “Harris Patsis Publishing House”.

“Fragments”, treatises, 2008, “Odos Panos Publishing House”.

More poems:


SEA - SHELL

What was left from last summer…?
Just a shell!… just a shell!…
rolling around… lost… in a drawer…


WORDS LIKE POISON

Words are like arrows
–they don’t return back…
especially the poisonous ones…


TICKET

The ticket is expensive, to travel in dream.
The seats are a few…

The price is heavy for a few drops of happiness...
Where (why) can you be pushed now?...

UNCONTROLLED COURSE

Please, don’t push!
Everyone in order...
Hey you! Be careful! You’re stepping me!…
It’s the downwalk to Hades…
Slowly… We’re not in a rush…
Isn’t humanity going there anyway else?...

GREECE -LAND OF THE LIGHT

In my Land’s gardens and orchards are Easter’s fragrances
in the petty - dresses of Spring as April rises high.
With the carnations of the Sun blooming early in the morning
the labourer - poet starts to catch up with values before they multiply.
The light of Delphi has become expensive in our days. Ideals are lost.
The Hot Gates* have dried out.. “Come and get it!” and “No!” don’t exist...
They don’t spring like a fountain from within us.
But some people here baptized in the words of Makrygiannis*
have additional reasons to fight in a more manly way for the most beautiful Language
the Metre, the Rhythm.
We have Mother Mary of Saints a leader and guide to us
because it’s very heavy to consider yourself a Greek person
the price is truly very heavy for you.

John Makrygiannis (1797-1864).
A General of the Greek Revolution in 1821 (War with Turkish). He wrote his memoirs, and his admonitions to Greek, in strong popular language.


For Nickos M. Batsikanis, see also this blog post: December 28, 2008.

Saturday, June 06, 2009

A new poem

We are only in transit...

Sitting in the car
on my way to work
I find myself driving on the roads
of thought and reflection.
Apprehension conquers me
and I feel out of breath
when I remember those who
a while ago were so near
but now, abducted, are no more.

All that I can do
is to look up
but I only see
the giant arms of a crane
swinging from left to right
and from right to left.
Ours is a world of blocks
and concrete
humanity is in transit
and flesh is weak and decays
to nothing.
All that remains are engines
and machines and the echo of
their aching noises...
until these too come to a halt
rust away and disintegrate...

And then ...
Then silence, and nature
reigns once more!

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Photos from Rabat and Mdina, Malta

A visit to Mdina and Rabat is also a visit to the Medieval era. Tourists and interested people can take a bus from Valletta and stop at Rabat. Mdina is 10 minutes away on foot. Both Rabat and Mdina are full of museums, niches, catacombs, souvenir shops, churches and architectural gems.

Below: The Wignacourt Museum
Right: Howard Gardens.
















Below: The Main Gate of Mdina























Above: St. Paul's Church in Rabat








































Below: The Domus Romana



































Niches and statues in the two cities.







































A visit to St. Agatha and St. Paul Catacombs is a must.
For those who love art the Wignacourt Museum is worth seeing.





Wednesday, April 29, 2009

A new poem

Sometimes

Sometimes, or more often, I feel like a bird without wings
I just look outside, from the window,
And crave for liberty, freedom and movement.
I imagine myself being caged by this body of mine,
Caged by daily chores and social and moral do’s and do’s not…

Sometimes, or more often, I feel out of this world
I see things many others do not see
- or just don’t want to acknowledge –
I hear sounds and words of violence, threat and death
I watch pictures of humans covered in blood and dirt
Children harmed and armed, famished, happiness banished,
I smell poison in the air and breathe in unwillingly…

Sometimes, or more often, I crave for silence and being alone
Far away from all this
And let myself float in the midst of nature untouched
Far away from all this
At sunset praying, singing hymns, surrounded by peace…

Sometimes, or more often, I like to walk and walk and walk
And meet my friends far away from here
Be part of their life for a short time
Talk, reflect, cry and laugh about problems and good things
Theirs and mine…

Sometimes, or more often, I wish I could return back in time
And be a child protected, happy and shy
I’d like to talk to my mum over and over again
Write the words I never said to her in bold…

Sometimes, or more often, I find myself staring
At my young son and daughter
Watch them play and smile and run and have fun
I find myself listing the many things I was blessed with…

Sometimes, or more often, I tell myself
Life is so short and when you look back
You note that you pressed the fast forward button
And never lived it in the play mode.
What remains is an album full of beautiful moments
All far away, ticket no return…

Patrick Sammut

Sunday, April 19, 2009

A short holiday in CYPRUS

I, together with my family had the opportunity to spend three days in Cyprus, the island of Aphrodites. As a Mediterranean island, Cyprus has much in common with our island Malta (but is much bigger!). I found the place very welcoming and familiar, and the people too are very similar to us Maltese. Cyprus has been divided in two since 1974. There is the Southern part of Cyprus which is part of the European Union, and the Turkish Republic of Cyprus in the North. You have to use your passport to cross the border, but even the Turks are tourist friendly and do their best to make them feel at ease.

We stayed in Nikosia (Lefkosia) but managed to visit Kyrenia in the North and the Turkish occupied part of Nikosia. We saw some UN soldiers here and there. We also visited Petra Tou Romiou where legend says that Aphrodite was born. Another beautiful place was Paphos in the South West of the island. Kyrenia, Petra Tou Romiou, Larnaka Beach and Paphos are all beautiful coastal and tourist resorts.

Time gave us the opportunity to cross the Troodos Mountains - including Olympus mountain, where there is the radar station. Life there is different and the views are splendid and magical at the same time. The countryside is made up of small villages, small churches, monasteries, cafes where you can eat Cypriot cake, bridges, herds of goats roaming in the greenery, streams of water, and much more.

This year's April was the Easter season and one may see colourful rabbits, easter eggs and chickens in the roundabouts or in the cities' corners, but also in the mountain villages.

Cars drive on the left side of the road like in Malta, and the traffic signs are in both Greek and English. The native people in general speak good English.



Right: Larnaka beach
Below: Snow on the Troodos peaks

























Right: Troodos Square














Images from the Troodos Mountains















































Below: Paphos beech
















Right: The Castle of Paphos











Left: Petra Tou Romiou













Right: Kyrenia and the old lighthouse














Left: The Pentadaktylos Mountains from
Kyrenia bay










Right: Kyrenia Castle












Left: Santa Sophia Cathedral/ Selimiye Mosque
















Right: Grand Turkish Bath












Left: Part of the Venetian walls in Nicosia.








Saturday, April 11, 2009

A Happy Easter to all my friends in Malta and overseas


I must admit that this blog thing has become part of my life. Thanks to internet, e-mail and this blog I managed to create an international network made up mostly of poets and poetry lovers, but not only. Recently I am also uploading some nice photos of the Maltese Islands for my overseas friends to see.

It is Easter 2009 and some of my friends sent me greetings messages and two of my poets friends from Greece send me Easter cards which I am publishing on my blog. Thanks Zacharoula Gaitanaki and thanks Zanneta
Kalyva-Papaioannou!! I want to reciprocate by wishing ALL of my friends from different countries, including Malta, a HAPPY EASTER. I don't want to forget though those less fortunate who aren't living a life so comfortable, including our Italian neighbours from Abruzzo (L'Aquila) who have suffered a strong earthquake.

Tuesday, April 07, 2009

Beautiful corners from Gozo











An island for all seasons. Nature and culture. Sea and countryside. Religion and free time.












A paradise for architecture lovers.










































For the tourist who is in search of a relaxing
and busy holiday, Gozo in spring is ideal. There are
no huge crowds and no noisy partygoers. The
climate is mild and sunny. It is ideal for those who want
to hike in the countryside or along the coast.
Ideal for those who want to walk in the small
towns, all having something in particular and to
remember.
For those who are in search of night life, I suggest to
wait for the summer season.