A book must be an axe for the frozen sea inside us... (Franz Kafka)
How does one come to write with the power to melt a frozen sea?
With force, daggers invade at large;
flowers penetrate our timid hearts less than they should.
12/07/2009
Monday, December 7 (after the rain)
A book must be an axe for the frozen sea inside us... (Franz Kafka)
How does one come to write with the power to melt a frozen sea?
With force, daggers invade at large;
flowers penetrate our timid hearts less than they should.
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