She loved poetry
sometimes I thought that she would take the words
and eat them carefully as filaments of saffron.


Living Room (1965)


She loved poetry sometimes I thought that she would take the words and eat them carefully as filaments of saffron.

She loved poetry sometimes I thought that she would take the words and eat them carefully as filaments of saffron.

She loved poetry sometimes I thought that she would take the words and eat them carefully as filaments of saffron.

She loved poetry sometimes I thought that she would take the words and eat them carefully as filaments of saffron.