… If you ever, when writing poems, encounter such enormous joy, or incredible pain as would make you carve words out of yourself, than any mere word-play would…
Salome: Here it is. So I’ve come after all. Is it a return or a vicious circle? Brr. It’s cold in here. Desolate, famous castle of Macherus, welcome the one who…
A Stranger Woman I have offered you Sweet water – And I am thirsty. I have given you A knife of dew – And I am unarmed. And you have my heart. Who will give…
