Мир шагает вперед! Почему бы ему не вращаться?

“In the morning I had a look so lost, a face so dead, that perhaps those whom I …”

“It is found again. What? Eternity. It is the sea Gone with the sun.”

“I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I …”

“The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement …”