《To His Coy Mistress》

Had we but world enough, and time,This coyness, Lady, were no crimeWe would sit down and think which wayTo walk […]


Tianamen Is broad and clean And you can’t tell Where the dead have been And you can’t tell What happened […]


一匹白驹 从雾里闪现 又消失到 雾里。 秋天第一道月光 射在窗上 震颤玻璃。

Winding Up

I live on the water, alone. Without wife and children, I have circled every possibility to come to this:


All night long the hockey pictures gaze down at you sleeping in your tracksuit. Belligerent goalies are your ideal. Threats […]

Final de Año

Ni el pormenor simbólico de reemplazar un tres por un dos ni esa metáfora baldía que convoca un lapso que […]