In the Smallness, Eternity
He dragged his feet through the damp grass, each step a tender act of defiance, as though the weight of his life balanced delicately on...
In the Smallness, Eternity
L'Étranger
مرثية النخّلة
Endless ascent, perpetual descent..
Icarus was not failing as he fell but just coming to the end of his triumph
Some are born with a chasm, an unbridgeable divide in the walls of their existence
لكنهم لم يجدوني قط
La Mort de Marat
I must confess, my dear, that I am a poet and perhaps a little eccentric. It's just the way I am.
Born from the sun but here she resides in a moonless night