Spyridon Trousas, painter and writer: The poetry of Vasilis Pappas carries the fragrance of wild mint and the salt-laden air of the Ionian Sea. It brims with contrasts and conflicting emotions: sweetness and bitterness, nostalgia and sorrow for lost homelands and departed loved ones, yet also a profound love for nature, humanity, and the course of human existence. His words, like a Homeric ship, carry us across the distant seas of yesterday, today, and tomorrow. Myths, heroes, traditions, and civilisations are transfigured into verses and words that glow like sacred candles before a humble icon.
