«Among worlds shone, amid glimmers, / A single star whose name I repeat.... / Not so that I may come to love it, / But because I am weary of the rest. And if I find doubt a burden, / I seek only from her an answer, / Not because she shines brightly / But because with her I need no light.»
«Dust fills the nostrils — the horses neigh. / Acacias molt over the firewood stacks. / In the wind the red hemp is asway. / The sun stands in the middle of the backyard, / The lunch-break arrives, having gnawed / its way through the growling soot of the day. I'm home, til dusk. All is q...»
«I cannot remember — at just which nightstop / the itch of future life has crawled through me. / The world did shudder. / A star tripped on its run, / and fell into a blue-enameled basin. / I reached for it... But, it has washed away, / between my fingers — a red-scaled ide. / The ...»
«Here I am back again in this land. / I pass by / Again under the young planetrees, / Again, children run amid the parkbenches, / Again, the sea lies covered in the smoke of ships... / Here I am, a volunteer, in epaulets, / Edged in colored piping, - / Here I am, a warrior, the hero of ...»