Читать книгу Lot se vrou - Joan Hambidge - Страница 8
II
ОглавлениеArs poeticas
There’s always a city, and traces of poets
Who have met their destiny within its walls,
Water is leaking, and memory whispers
Names of cities, people, holes in your head.
– Michel Houellebecq (“A long farewell to the sounds of poets”)