words create worlds
Gloss Days go past and days come still, All is old and all is new, What is well and what is ill, You imagine and construe; Do not hope and do not fear, Waves that leap like waves must fall; Should they praise or should they jeer, Look but coldly on it all. Things you’ll
Today is his birthday. He would have been 85 years old. Nichita, The Poet, loved. He walked on the path of transcendence – words transcending the words. “Wheel with a Single Spoke and Other Poems” – translated from the Romanian by Sean Cotter Archipelago Books, 2012 From a review of the book “Wheel with a
Worlds of Words 