These fragments I have shored against my ruins. -T.S. Eliot

These fragments I have shored against my ruins.  -T.S. Eliot
Showing posts with label poet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poet. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Between the Cry and Silence




























The poet only asks to get his head into the heavens. It is the logician who seeks to get the heavens into his head. And it is his head that splits.
-G. K. Chesterton
Image: Salvador Dalí, The portrait of Federico García Lorca 
Title: From Octavio Paz, “André Breton or the Quest of the BeginningAlternating Current”