Poetry
Winter 2008
Love Is Worthy of This
Exaggerate, love is worthy of this. How to be happy with less than eternity? To love beyond any restrictions, even the speed limit, scarcely making good use of love’s […]
Poetry
Winter 2008
So Swift
All that is slow has something of death. Every body at rest rehearses a cadaver’s pose. Perfect stillness is always a bit disturbing. So quick, among roller coaster convulsions, brusque […]