A poet must be a professor of the five senses and must open doors among them.

To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.

Green how I want you green. Green wind. Green branches.

There is nothing more poetic and terrible than the skyscrapers' battle with the heavens that cover them.

Variación / Variations El remanso de aire bajo la rama del eco. El remanso del agua bajo fronda de luceros. El remanso de tu boca bajo espesura de besos. * The still waters of the air under the bough of the echo. The still waters of the water under a frond of stars. The still waters of your mouth under a thicket of kisses. Translated from the Spanish by Lysander Kemp

New York is a meeting place for every race in the world, but the Chinese, Armenians, Russians, and Germans remain foreigners. So does everyone except the blacks. There is no doubt but that the blacks exercise great influence in North America, and, no matter what anyone says, they are the most delicate, spiritual element in that world.

I've often lost myself, in order to find the burn that keeps everything awake