The importance of poetry is not measured, finally, by what the poet says but by how he says it.
I learnt all the words worthy of the court of blood So that I could break the rule I learnt all the words and broke them up To make a single word: Homeland.
The days have taught you not to trust happiness because it hurts when it deceives.
We suffer from an incurable malady: Hope.
My love, I fear the silence of your hands.
I love women whose hidden desires make horses put an end to their lives at the threshold