Leaves of Ibycus
Poems touched by the winds of antiquity
“Painting is silent poetry, and poetry is painting that speaks.”
Plutarch
Poetry, from the Greek "poieses", is believed to have originated 5,000 years ago as ritualistic chants used during religious ceremonies and rites of passage.
Some of the earliest written poetry, such as the Epic of Gilgameshcan and those discovered among the Pyramid Texts, date from the 3rd millennium BC.
Poets throughout history, from Homer to Byron to Snoop Dogg (yes, I view rappers as modern-day poets) have understood that all of life's emotions can be distilled into the lines of a poem. Love, hate, anger, sorrow, elation, bitterness and more, all may find residence in poems.
May the poetic works posted on this website, reach inside your heart and light a candle of reflection. Hopefully, emitting a flicker or two of light that stirs a fresh breadth within your soul, allowing for the exhale of life’s angst, followed by the inhale of joy, warmth, comfort and consolation.
About me
Stages of development are one of nature’s more gratifying facets. A butterfly, for example, evolves through the egg, caterpillar larva and pupa cycles, before metamorphosizing into a beautiful adult.
Artistic aspiration has always stirred within me, but, like a beast of burden, I never found the courage nor time to pursue my dream. Thankfully, after lying dormant for 3-score years, the instars of my poetic evolution have reached completion, providing me an opportunity to unharness my pen and unfurl my wings.
- Costandinos Tallambekos
Latest Work
Costandinos Tallambekos
Poem | Theme: A Year of Sorrow
November, 2021
As your last, darkening, flicker of light shines upon us, a lifetime of memories, are refracted through the prism of our tears. Most, will be ...
Costandinos Tallambekos
Poem | Theme: A Year of Sorrow
December, 2021
As the mourning sun melts the icicles of disorientation, I gradually escape the mind-numbing stupor that has become my daily companion, releasing me, from the ...
Costandinos Tallambekos
Poem | Theme: Who am I
July 2021
Flitting about, like a tethered child trying to escape parental constraints,I surrender to random urges, lunging about in a directionless frenzy. Tiring,I gradually slide into ...