As a sweet apple turns red on a high branch, high on the highest branch and the applepickersforgot— well, no they didn’t forget—were not able to reach
Although a monster Geryon could be charming in company.
A refugee population is hungry for language and aware that anything can happen.
A cold shipmoves out of harbor somewhere way inside the wifeand slides off toward the flat gray horizon,not a bird not a breath in sight.
There it was one of those moments that is the opposite of blindness.
...Heracles was strangely silent. What is he thinking? / Geryon wondered. / Geryon watched prehistoric rocks move past the car and thought about thoughts. / Even when they were lovers / he had never k...
He smashesthe black car of his luck.
At the bottom of the ocean is a layer of water that has never moved…
When you are falling in love it is always already too late: dēute, as the poets say.
When I contemplate the physical spaces that articulate the letters 'I love you' in a written text, I may be led to think about other spaces, for example the space that lies between 'you' in the text a...
She said,When you see these horrible images why do you stay with them?Why keep watching? Why not go away? I was amazed.Go away where? I said.
I: Dreams give us more than we ask M: I'm not talking about dreams no one's dreams are of any use to anyone else I: Why M: They are merely experiments an experimental surface I: But surely that involv...
I lack myself.
This was when Geryon liked to plan his autobiography; in that blurred state, between awake and asleep. When too many intake values are open in the soul, like the terrestrial crust of the earth.
It is the edge separating my tongue from the taste for which it longs that teaches me what an edge is.
Forróvolt a hang, mint egy szín belseje.
Are there many little boys who think they are a Monster? But in my case I am right said Geryon to the Dog they were sitting on the bluffs The dog regarded himJoyfully
And for a moment the frailest leaves of life contained him in a widening happiness.
We are only midway through the central verse of our youth when we see ourselves begin to blacken. ... We had been seduced into thinking that we were immortal and suddenly the affair is over.
The red world And corresponding red breezesWent on Geryon did not