Saturday, August 26, 2017
From Selections Jose Lezama Lima, edited by Ernesto Livon-Grosman
"Blind am I, my home is the whale. Alongside the void, I emit my yawn or give away plaster hats, and an immense funerary ceramic takes from the temple those who have been decapitated in order to establish their simultanious fury a dense hum of memories."
From Ecstasy of the Destroyed Substance