We are children in this dark night.
Everything else we do not know
Large mature roots
And hasten our pace is love and steel
Your long hug across my waist.
We are children in this dark night.
And the night is cold And little
for fantasy
Warm And rumor
shadows of the rose leaves
Defoliation
That I promised
We have eyes and dreams
And I'm not that
May your dream asked.
Hilda Hilst
Photo: From the day that we do not celebrate. Eleven-hour of the home garden. Florianópolis.
Yesterday the day started and did not know: I got lost at times ... we lose. But we're together: living and learning ..
Yesterday the day started and did not know: I got lost at times ... we lose. But we're together: living and learning ..
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