Report, if you have a problem with this page“ Midnight"The hours glide Like drops of water on a window pane Midnight silence Fear unrolls in the air And the wind hides at the bottom of the well OH It's a leaf We think the earth is going to end Time stirs in the shadow Everyone is asleep A SIGH Inside the house someone has just died ”
Vicente Huidobro
From : The Cubist Poets in Paris: An Anthology
