“I am too pure for you or anyone.”
– Sylvia Plath
“I am too pure for you or anyone.”
– Sylvia Plath
“Poetry is a naked woman, a naked man, and the distance between them.”
Poetry as Insurgent Art
Science doesn’t lie.
People do.
“No man understands a deep book until he has seen and lived at least part of its contents.”
“…Mi alma encontró
a mi corazón. Destrozado, pero vivo,
sucio, mal vestido y lleno de amor.”“My soul found my heart. Shattered, but alive, dirty, poorly dressed and filled with love.”
“Sucio Mal Vestido” – The Romantic Dogs
“A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.”
Opus Posthumous
“Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable.”
“From which stars have we fallen to meet each other here?”
Letter to Lou Salomé
Defiance is smiling, even when you have been set on fire by the one you love.
“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”