Nasty Young Cop Q : Have you been able to think for any length of time in images  with the inner voice silent? WB :  I'm becomi...

Alan Sillitoe, 4 March 1928 – 25 April 2010. Hannes Bok sonnet: love Love is not to be sought and known When a mere comet-flash means ...

Unica Zürn  Berlin - Grunewald 1928 You ghostly gaze! Shy and radiant, wicked with loneliness and humour; your sombrenes, seemingly ...

drawing by Marcel Iancu Fuchsiada Heroico-erotic poem, musical too, in prose A deluge of hollers and threats. A deluge of disonancies, ...

Urmuz (Romania 1883-1923) A bit of metaphysics and astronomy unfinished essay It is simply not true - the symposium said with one accord - ...

a physiology of conversion (collab with Amely Jones) Gerald slices his thoughts with a citrus knife. Removes the matter. His fiction is...

 

Beauty I am fair, O mortals! like a dream carved in stone, And my breast where each one in turn has bruised himself Is made t...

Drawings by Henry Miller, made during a bout of Insomnia 1965/66 “They reflect the varying moods of three in the morning. Some were...

VERTIGO Now I have wandered long years and many, Have drowned in the haze of the late afternoon Until my poor feet are bleeding and heavy, T...

The pen "floats" tentatively above the white paper, until she discovers the spot for the first eye. Only once she is "be...

a few scans and excerpt from a favourite book and treasured memories... ° Quentin Crisp ° (25 December 1908 – 21 November 1999), born...

± RED SKELETONS, 1927 ± TEMPLE DE LA DOULEUR My soul has suffered breaking on the wheel, Flogging with lead, and felt the twinging ache ...

A few scans from a favourite possesion... Histoire d'O The Story of O (1975) Pauline Reage (Pseudonym for Dominque Aury) illus...

Winged woman, stop your rancor: the life that you bear of mystery smells bad above the cushion and moribund passes away. Just so ever...

†The Astounding Life of Death† La Portentosa Vida de la Muerte (The Astounding Life of Death) is an 18th ...

Poignantly relating to self-portraits, Borges wrote in his The Art of Poetry : To gaze at a river made of time and water And remember Time ...

A unique account by a great mystical poet of his search to realize Beauty, Truth, and Goodness in his life and in his art. Ramón del Valle I...