Is there... Is certainly there...
For as in sea-fever globules of fresh anguish
immense golden eggs empty of albumen
sink into our balcony...
How does one say NO in thunder?


Lament of the Silent Sisters (1962), I


Is there... Is certainly there... For as in sea-fever globules of fresh anguish immense golden eggs empty of albumen sink into our balcony... How...

Is there... Is certainly there... For as in sea-fever globules of fresh anguish immense golden eggs empty of albumen sink into our balcony... How...

Is there... Is certainly there... For as in sea-fever globules of fresh anguish immense golden eggs empty of albumen sink into our balcony... How...

Is there... Is certainly there... For as in sea-fever globules of fresh anguish immense golden eggs empty of albumen sink into our balcony... How...