Go now, verses, on your light feet, you have not trodden hard on the old earth where the graves laugh when they see their guests, the one corpse stacked on top of the other. Go now and stagger to her whom I do not know.HQuote by Hugo Claus about poetry
My verses stand gawping a bit. I never get used to this. They've lived here long enough.HQuote by Hugo Claus about poetry