Paul Celan – Corona

“It is time that the stone let itself break into flower, that the unresting heart beat. It is time there was time.”

Jean Valentine – Sanctuary

“Not listening. Now. Not watching. Safe inside my own skin. To die, not having listened. Not having asked … To have scattered life.”ean

Sandra Beasley – The Piano Speaks

“For an hour I was a maple tree, and under the summer of his fingers the notes seeded and winged away in the clutch of small, elegant helicopters.”