I SIT AT MY DESK I sit at my desk. What can I write to you? Sick with love, I…
ONE DAY I WILL RETURN IN YOUR EYES One day I will return your eyes, and I begin again. I…
AUTUMN: G. Rodari The hay it is mowed, the hunter shot. Autumn is opened: the cricket has walled in the…
DAYS AS FIELDS Days as fields elongated lark gray Hold eye. Trembles and raves with human harmonies, a grain rolls…
HARMONIE DU SOIR Voici venir les temps où vibrant sur sa tige. Chaque fleur s’évapore ainsi qu’un encensoir; Les sons…
BE TRUE MAYBE WHAT YOU SAY It may be true what you say, that Milan is a country that puts…
THE TOWN And when in the Palazzo Vecchio, looking like an agave stone, climbed the worn steps, crossed the ancient…
ECO ¿Podrías decirme qué es el sol? El sol. ¿Y la luna, podrías? Es la luna. ¿Y por qué llora…
WAIT Wait, for now. Be’ wary of all if you have to. But trust hours. Do not they have perhaps…
FIRST DAY White sheets in a closet, red sheets in a bed. A child in a mother, the mother in…