// 05.2017
// 05.2017
// 05.2017
// 04.2017
Livre ancien, sablier
// 04.2017
Je creuse un trou
pour chercher une parole enfouie.
Si je la trouve
la parole comblera le trou.
Si je ne la trouve pas,
le trou restera pour toujours ouvert dans ma voix.
Roberto Juarroz, Poésie verticale, 1989
// 04.2017
// 04.2017
Sommet
// 04.2017
// 04.2017
// 04.2017
// 04.2017
Between two musical notes there exists another note, between two facts there exists another fact, between two grains of sand, no matter how close together they are, there exists an interval of space, there exists a sensing between sensing—in the interstices of primordial matter there is the mysterious, fiery line that is the world’s breathing, and the world’s continual breathing is what we hear and call silence.
Clarice Lispector
// 03.2017
// 03.2017
// 03.2017
// 03.2017
// 02.2017
// 01.2017
Endurance comes only from enduring.
With a flick of the wrist I fashioned an invisible rope,
And climbed it and it held me.
Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems, 1931-2001
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