In the house of poetry nothing endures that is not written with blood to be heard with blood.
Pablo NerudaI'm not me but living matter fermenting and forming its own shapes in the fruitfulness of every day.
Pablo NerudaIn the house of poetry nothing endures that is not written with blood to be heard with blood.
Pablo NerudaI'm not me but living matter fermenting and forming its own shapes in the fruitfulness of every day.
Pablo Neruda