We come from not being and march toward not being: nothing between two nothings, zero between two zeros, and since between two nothings nothing can be, let's drink to the splendor of not being our bodies.
Poema en Veinte Surcos (1938). Nothing
We come from not being and march toward not being: nothing between two nothings, zero between two zeros, and since between two nothings nothing can be, let's drink to the splendor of not being our bodies.
Poema en Veinte Surcos (1938). Nothing