Silent ships
That carry off my pain
And console me
White and wild roses
Underneath the poet’s head
Come, my ships,
My heart recuperates
From the thunder’s
Thorn.
The Poem and the Butterfly (Metamorphosis)
The Night of my Death is Approaching
Marble (Pillar)
The Deposition from the Cross (a Fresco)
The Entry Into Jerusalem (a Fresco)
We Walk Holding Hands
Clouds
RugRug
Silent ships
That carry off my pain
And console me
White and wild roses
Underneath the poet’s head
Come, my ships,
My heart recuperates
From the thunder’s
Thorn.