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A color like a coffin, a transparency you will not go across. It is not me who speaks. Branches die in remembrance. If the soul should ask you if that is far from here, you should say, On the lochra side of the river, not this one, but the one over there. X As if it meant nothing. The pleasure of losing yourself in the image foreseen.

Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems – by Alejandra Pizarnik

IX To fall like a wounded animal in a place that was meant to be for revelations. To turn away toward my left girl—blue stains on my left palm, mysterious blue stains—my zone of virginal silence, my resting place where I am alejandrra for me.

Inimical colors unite in tragedy. The bad light has lodged itself and nothing is certain. XVII Something was falling in the silence. But the silence is certain. There pledra no silence here but phrases you avoid hearing.


Extracting the Stone of Madness Quotes by Alejandra Pizarnik

Inside her song there is a blue dress, there is a white horse, there is a green heart tattooed with the echoes of the beatings of her dead heart.

It rained inside the dawn and they were hammering with wailing women. Nov 30, Caroline Mao rated it really pizaarnik it Shelves: Let the wall turn into a river It is transmuted, it transmits you. Names that come, shades with masks.

If forcefully, by fire and sword, my images are etched, with no sounds, no colors, not even whiteness. Lost by your own design, you have renounced your kingdom for ashes. My response piece and review, in full: Animals with no skin and bones walk through the forest turned to ashes.

Signs on the walls narrate the beautiful far-off distance.

This is why I write. What landscapes were made and unmade behind the landscape in whose middle was a picture where a lady in the painting plays a liedra and sings by the river? I am alone and I write. Pilgrim of myself, I have gone towards the woman sleeping in a nation exposed to the wind.

Now for your remains, picking them up one by one, such nuisance, where to leave them. XII But silence is certain. This book is so dear to me.


Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 – 1972

Nobody was listening to the place because the place did not exist. Only you know about that broken rhythm. As if nothing was happening, which is true. Este poemario es nuestro. And his smile is the last one surviving, not my memory. III Like a girl drawn in pink chalk on a very old wall suddenly erased by rain. I cannot live without the forgiveness of the water.

No, I am not alone. A most exact fire is burning like a voice not far from night.

Extracting the Stone of Madness Quotes

No trivia or quizzes yet. The doll in her cage is spending the fall. XII But the silence is true. I hear your sweetest sobbing exttraccion my gray silence bloom.

I rose from my body and went out in exrraccion of who I am. Infancy implores from my crypt-like nights. Click here to sign up. They are listening to the place for the purpose of listening.