Political poetry is more profoundly emotional than any other-at least as much as love poetry-and cannot be forced because then it becomes vulgar and unacceptable. It is necessary first to pan though all other poetry in order to become a political poet.

The road made wet by the water of August shines like it was cut in full moonlight

While I'm writing, I'm far away; and when I come back, I've gone.

All paths lead to the same goal: to convey to others what we are.

I got lost in the night, without the light of your eyelids, and when the night surrounded me I was born again: I was the owner of my own darkness.

I love all things, not only the grand but the infinitely small: thimble, spurs, plates, flower vases.

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into me, choking my lost heart.