La grandeza concreta de la poesía, como la de la vida, consiste en no estar hecha.

Failures of nerve and energy are not permitted. That's what it means to be an object.

...I will find once again the light of your beauty - your colored windows in the night...

… For everything precious and pure coming in our lives should be treated likewise.

I envythe cup of coffeethat getsto kissyour sleepy lipsawakeevery cold andbitter morning.

There will be time, there will be time,To prepare a face to meet the faces that you meet.

i'm glad to be alive in a world wherehis gently awakening eyesnourish the morning sun.

this heart yearns...for the salt of unsmelt airunswept thunderstorms...unknown adventures.

Stay away from the underground lake I implore,The Siren will see you are heard of no more.

When the long bygone Lee Po wanted to say something, he could do it with only a few words.

Ah, me resisto, mas me tienes toda, tú, que nunca serás del todo mío.

There is a moonlight note in the Moonlight Sonata; there is a thunder note in an angry sky.

From whichever side I start, I think I am in an old place where others have been before me.

When flying dreams hit the soil of reality, all that remains are the imprints of experience.

my love is a winter’s mistgently dissolvingthrough the windowat the nape of your neck.