Octavio Paz

(March 31, 1914 – April 19, 1998 / Mexico City)

Spaces - Poem by Octavio Paz

No center, no above, no below
Ceaselessly devouring and engendering itself
Whirlpool space
And drop into height
Clarities steeply cut
By the night's flank
Black gardens of rock crystal
Flowering on a rod of smoke
White gardens exploding in the air
One space opening up
And dissolving
Space in space
All is nowhere
Place of impalpable nuptials

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 15, 2010

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