Selected Poems



  • There Are Diseases
    There are diseases worse, yes, than diseases,
    Aches that don’t ache even in one’s soul
    And yet, that are more aching than the others.
    There are dreamed anguishes that are more real
    Than the ones life brings us, there are sensations
    Felt only by imagining
    Which are more ours than our own life is.
    There’s so often a thing which, not existing,
    Does exist, exists lingeringly
    And lingeringly is ours and us…
    Above the cloudy green of the broad river
    The white circumflexes of the gulls…
    Above the soul the useless fluttering –
    What never was, nor could be, and is everything.
    Give me some more wine, because life is nothing.


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