The light of the light among the pines, do I
understand these signs of incandescent sorrow?
A hanged man sways in the tree marked with the
lilac cross.
Until he managed to slip out of my dream and
enter my room , through the window, in complicity
with the midnight wind.
- Alejandra Pizarnik
Agentina Poet
One kind word can warm
three winter months.
- Japanese proverb