The speechless poet, the blind painter —-a tingling in the sculptor’s amputated hands …
Holy Jesus, what this guy must have done in his time on Earth… To be put here with his dreams, but not himself, made substance …
-The Stars At Noon
The speechless poet, the blind painter —-a tingling in the sculptor’s amputated hands …
Holy Jesus, what this guy must have done in his time on Earth… To be put here with his dreams, but not himself, made substance …
-The Stars At Noon
