Wednesday, January 28, 2009


It is the awaited hour
over the table falls
the lamp's spread hair
Night turns the window to immensity
There is no one here
presence without name surrounds me
~Octavio Paz
translation Charles Tomlinson
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1 comment:

La Tea Dah said...

A beautiful thought for the evening. Solitude.