You could become internationally famous - you're Gemini, and according to antique authority have a literary talent, which of course your letters prove.

Where white is black and black is white, I won.

So we found the end of our journey. So we stood, alive in the river of light, Among the creatures of light, creatures of light.

What’s writing really about? It’s about trying to take fuller possession of the reality of your life.

As Popa penetrates deeper into his life, with book after book, it begins to look like a Universe passing through a Universe. It is one of the most exciting things in modern poetry, to watch this journey being made.

The world's decay where the wind's hands have passed, And my head, worn out with love, at rest In my hands, and my hands full of dust.

Applause is the beginning of abuse