Letters
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Today... (no, "today" is merely a linear trap; you would say: "time is a disease of…
Poetry
Theatre of One Spectator
Through the dust of curtains, through old velvet,A stranger's face drinks the dregs of a role.My…
Poetry
The Apothecary of Time
Sell me at least a drop of the day,Where the word did not hide from silence,Where…
Poetry
Sepia of Memory
A word is but a touch. This poem is the trace of a touchthat vanishes... and…
Poetry
The Unattainable
In the silver of dreams, where the ethereal impulse dies,An idea drifts, pure as the mist.Its…
Poetry
The Farewell Echo
The last astronaut stands in the void,Where oxygen echoes the heartbeat,And stars, like cold crystal dust,Scatter…
Poetry
The Extinguished and the Alive
There, where the night bows its mournful face to the sea,And the moon cuts the black…
Poetry
Do Not Awaken
You go - and light pours softly,As if through the silk of my sorrows.Somewhere a leaf…
Poetry
The Quiet Song of the Wind
Gently, like the breath of an autumn evening,Rain falls on old windows - and the heartTrembles,…
Prose
The Last Note of Oblivion
In this world, you are an artist who paints with wind on canvases made of morning…
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