The word revolution itself has become not only a dead relic of Leftism >>
No woman is really an insider in the institutions fathered by masculin >>
The moment of change is the only poem. >>
The sea has never been friendly to man. At most it has been the accomp >>
The sea, washing the equator and the poles, offers its perilous aid, a >>
The Mediterranean has the color of mackerel, changeable I mean. You do >>
The ocean, whose tides respond, like women's menses, to the pull of the moon, the ocean which corresponds to the amniotic fluid in which human life begins, the ocean on whose surface vessels (personified as female) can ride but in whose depth sailors meet their death and monsters conceal themselves... it is unstable and threatening as the earth is not; it spawns new life daily, yet swallows up lives; it is changeable like the moon, unregulated, yet indestructible and eternal.