To Chodasevič you could apply the aphorism of Kafka had found the Archimedean point, provided you use it against itself, it is embodied in the analysis ruthless to submit as much as one's own self as the world that flows in front, his figure is openness, which is not only moral cleanliness, but painful need for truth. He contemplates the Hippocratic face of his own universe, trying to keep up, in his slight throb, the standard of poetry.