By now sometimes it is not possible to win except by falling,

by now sometimes it is not possible to tremble between

two beings, to touch the flower of the river:

fibres of man come like needles,

procedures, fragments,

families of repulsive coral, torments

and hard steps for winter

carpets.

~Pablo Naruda (excerpt from Pact (Sonata))

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