My darling, my dying, my light, my sight, 
my night my whole day long.

Velimir Khlebnikov
I am futurity's silent ebb, 
1 am silentium's future flow

- Velimir Khlebnikov
You still have not understood that my word 
Is a god howling in a cage.
 
- Velimir Khlebnikov
A solução está em ler mais, e não em ler menos.
- Ana Maria Machado em Roda Viva (13/07/2026)
GREG
God's not gonna let us die here.

DENISE
Greg, you only go to church at Christmas, 
and now you're talking to the kids about God?

“All their works are performed to be seen” (Matthew 23:5).
The border says Stop to the wind, but the wind speaks another
      language, and
             keeps going.

Alberto Ríos
How easy to spend a day writing a poem,
How hard to spend a life writing a thousand.

Alberto Ríos
eyes fluttering
after reading and having turned off the lamp

- alberto ríos
The tree: I
Cannot see it. The leaves do not want me to

So that when I say I see the tree,
It is the leaves I am talking about.

The tree—I don’t know. I don’t know.
Truthfully, it could be up to anything.

Alberto Ríos
The sap of strangeness inside us
- Alberto Ríos
A house finch and a cup of coffee,
Me sitting at the table and looking through the window:

They are something I see and something I taste
At exactly the same moment. Perhaps

Right then, the coffee and the bird are the same.
I drink the small finch

And see the coffee floating out
Into the horizon. It is morning, after all,

And things are so easily confused,
Being still so close to dream.

Alberto Ríos
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WHAT AESTHETIC IS SILENCE? 
Sina Queyras
Don’t worry about me, my dear,
I’ve had enough death. It’s life I want, life,
More and more life.

Sina Queyras