Poem Without a Hero (excerpt)
“As the future ripens in the past,
so the past rots in the future —
a terrible festival of dead leaves.”
Illustrated by Polly Jaime´
“As the future ripens in the past,
so the past rots in the future —
a terrible festival of dead leaves.”
Illustrated by Polly Jaime´
Toes under the sheets
Shoelaces on the wood floor
Everything must die.