The Future | A poem by Julio Cortázar, 1984
anon And I know full well you won’t be there.You won’t be in the street, in the hum that buzzesfrom...
anon And I know full well you won’t be there.You won’t be in the street, in the hum that buzzesfrom...
Philip with his mother Eva in the Duke’s Head Hotel, King’s LynnJuly 1971 (The estate of Philip Larkin) My mother, who...
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George Grosz, Bourgeois world, 1918 We contain all the passionsand all the vicesand all the suns and stars,chasms and heights,trees,...
César Vallejo, 1892-1938 I will die in Paris, on a rainy day,on some day I can already remember.I will...
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Sarah Bernhardt photographed by Nadar, 1865 How vain and dull this common world must seemTo such a One as thou,...
Atanasio Soldati, La strada, 1932 Write it on your heartthat every day is the best day in the year.He is...
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