"The real trick to life is not to be in the know, but to be in the mystery."
-Fred Alan Wolf
25 May 2017
In the antigarden represented by the desert, the question
accompanying the poet like her shadow under the sun is: Who am I to be so
alone? Who am I if I am not with another? The demand for another is always mute
but piercing. All these texts ask for another and all the poets ask for another
language, even for a foreign language perhaps, because the essence of poetry is
to find strangeness in language.