I've never finished the book I wanted to write.
I have spent my days writing and not writing, just as I have kept my feelings of joy and anguish to myself.
I have not witnessed either success or failure.
Without seeing one of these two, I don't feel complete.
I am having a sleepless night thinking of a book full of poems ..
Up until I see the front page, which is dedicated to who it is meant to be, I can see nothing…
I can get no sleep ..
I can sense no gaiety ..
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