death is a place

    . Not deepest grief, Of course, Nothing can help you With that.                  Later, Maybe, but not now. Now you are unreachable, Alo...

. What I want shouldn’t be confused with final inactivity: life alone is what matters, I want nothing to do with death. If we weren’t unanim...

    .   Every morning you wait, clothes, over a chair, to fill yourself with my vanity, my love, my hope, my body. Barely risen from sleep, ...

  . Is there death for you? For whom is death? The body which dies, were you aware of it, did you have it, during sleep? The body was not, w...

  peace and freedom —Pablo Picaso .   Now we will count to twelve and we will all keep still. This one time upon the earth, let’s not speak ...

    . If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life. —Pablo Neruda .

  . I would know nothing, dream nothing: who will teach my non-being how to be, without striving to be? How can the water endure it? What sk...

  . This is a place where a door might be here where I am standing In the light outside all the walls there would be a shadow here all day l...

. You've asked me what the lobster is weaving there with his golden feet? I reply, the ocean knows this. You say,...

. Look at me across the sea, for I go radiant, look at me across the night through which I sail, and sea and night are th...

.   If you ask where I have been I have to say, "It so happens. . ." I have to talk about the earth turned dark...

.   Two happy lovers make one bread, a single moon drop in the grass. Walking, they cast two shadows that flow together...

. There are cemeteries that are lonely, graves full of bones that do not make a sound, the heart moving through a tunnel, in i...