Dreams Have As Much Influences As Actions.

It Is The Job Of Poetry To Clean Up Our Word-clogged Reality By Creating Silences Around Things.

The World Exists To End Up In A Book.

The World Was Made In Order To Result In A Beautiful Book.

Dreams Have As Much Influences As Actions.

A Soul Trembling To Sit By A Hearth So Bright, To Exist Again, It’s Enough If I Borrow From Your Lips The Breath Of My Name You Murmur All Night.