Literally translated, Eros Over Logos means love over logic. In the context of this book, Eros represents not only love, but also the instinctual energy of the soul and the intelligent consciousness of the body in our resonance with the life-force; whereas Logos is equated with the "neck-up" activities of the mind and its attempt to make sense out of reality through conceptual interpretations. Eros Over Logos was written as a critique of a society that has developed largely through the exaltation of Logos and the repression of Eros-that values logic over love, the head over the heart, man over earth, technology over nature, and modern society over indigenous culture. As such, Eros Over Logos seeks to produce dents, cracks, ruptures and gashes in the consensual fabric of our wounded and wounding society so that a healing, or move towards wholeness, can occur.

For Love of a Dark Night is a journey of redemption into the unknown. Through chaos, dissolution, and dismemberment, the journey continues to the other side, into wonder, joy, and integration with the cosmos. It is only through being completely destroyed that one can ever be completely healed or re-created. To become authentic and whole, one must encounter not only the good and the light, but also that which is perceived to be bad, dark, ugly, and painful. By celebrating the misery-as perverse as it might sound-we move through the tumultuous fires and out into a new, refreshing world of beauty. Ultimately, this small collection of poems hopes to offer a vision of redemption through uncompromising self-acceptance.

Poems of the journey through life as experienced through the eyes, heart and soul of one wandering human mystery. These poems celebrate the ecstasies and horrors of life. It is the insistent whispering, seductive, cajoling, or yelling voice of the poetic daimon that must be heard. "What does a daimon do?" asks Socrates of Diotima in The Symposium. "It interprets and conveys things to the gods from human beings and to human beings from the gods ...both when we are awake and in our dreams," is her wise and compelling answer. So it is with Folisi's poems ...