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Octavio Paz – Parole in forma di polverio / Words in the shape of a cloud of dust

Leon Jan Wyczolkowski, Spring in Goscieradz, 1933 I open the window  overlooking  anywhere. The window  that opens  inward. The wind  lifts  snapshots mild, towers of dust swirling. They are  higher than this house. They are within this paper. Fall and get up. Before you say anything, to fold the sheet disperse. Whirlwinds of echoes aspirated, …

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