“Soy quien soy.
Una coincidencia no menos impensable
que cualquier otra.”
Wislawa Symborska
“I am who I am.
A coincidence no less unthinkable
than any other.”
Wislawa Symborska
Two-minute lives I have lived.I have lived in other peoples’ lives.I have imagined lives.Now I need to relive the most vivid of those lives, to remind myself of how alive I was, trapped as I feel in an old body and a disintegrating society, that limits me to routine actions and trite communica
TREE An astronaut in orbitsees no singular growing things. A body levitatingabove the curve of earthsees the mother of dreams – forests are her hair; they standholding up multitudinous forksto their father sun and smaller woods and pocketssprout on her mound of lovein her armpitsand on her dar
ANCIENT SCENES On the Road The earth is very wide,people few and scattered,and a long road dividesgoodbye from welcome. The barefoot beggar,the poor man with his donkey,merchants on fine horses,trace lines travelingover the face of the earth,and where they crosseyes meet, words lingeron the air, mar
The Dog People For many years of my life I was obsessed with a race of ‘dog people’, and sometimes they still visit me, although I’ve mostly written them out of me. They are not hybrids, but dogs – or maybe wolves – that acquired consciousness at some point in evolution, and bear the same
