SHOW & TELL

Un clauer de pell i forats fet per un amic de la facultat. Heaven Tanudiredja. El clauer sense claus, el clauer amb claus, que moltes vegades em va obrir la porta a Anvers.

(escrit ja enviat)

Una postal de Hilma Af Klint que m'acompanya sempre

Una postal de Marcel Duchamp

El llibre de "Les Noces entre el Cel i l'Infern" de William Blake, edició del 1982

UNION SQUARE 

Sara Teasdale

With the man I love who loves me not,

      I walked in the street-lamps' flare;

We watched the world go home that night

      In a flood through Union Square.

I leaned to catch the words he said

      That were light as a snowflake falling;

Ah well that he never leaned to hear

      The words my heart was calling.

And on we walked and on we walked

      Past the fiery lights of the picture shows —

Where the girls with thirsty eyes go by

      On the errand each man knows.

And on we walked and on we walked,

      At the door at last we said good-bye;

I knew by his smile he had not heard

      My heart's unuttered cry.

With the man I love who loves me not

      I walked in the street-lamps' flare —

But oh, the girls who ask for love

      In the lights of Union Square.