Throw Your Poetry
Throw your poetry like an energetic dagger at
reality; you’ll see how reality sends it back to you
with even more strength
Don’t get drunk to know reality; it’s
already drunk. It’s up to you to stay lucid.
The pure love of words doesn’t last forever;
there comes a moment when things impose themselves.
28 October 1968
{ Ludovico Silva, Cuaderno de la noche, Caracas: Editorial Arte, 1979 }
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