I need the sea because it teaches me

If suddenly you do not exist, If suddenly you are not living, I shall go on living. I do not dare, I do not dare to write it, if you die. I shall go on living.

When I got the chance I asked them a slew of questions. They offered to burn me; it was the only thing they knew.

Whom can I ask what I came to make happen in this world? Why do I move without wanting to, why am I not able to sit still? Why do I go rolling without wheels, flying without wings or feathers, and why did I decide to migrate if my bones live in Chile?

As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.

Megaphone in which the wind passes singing.

The best poet is the man who delivers our daily bread: the local baker.