This is a re-blog from Zoltán Aszód’s blog, Seventy Heteronyms. I have been following his site for months now. His writing is powerful and important. And on your visit you can discover that he is also a fine photographer and musician.
Move quickly when the best place To be is the Terminal Tower, but Slowly cross this or any continent To be sure how to move ahead, How not to move, as if cement Is not the key (#Brutalist af) To concrete, security, 70 Euro Rubber sunglasses: remember Why you’re in their videos, not Why they […]
A poet inevitably faces the question of how much to reveal. A “reveal” is also the final stage of a magician’s show, the part designed to elicit the audience’s amazement. If it is permissible for a magician to hide behind illusion, costume and craft, is it also fine (or even possible) for a poet?