“The Expanding Universe of Poetry Often I lose myself in such distances and numbers that I fear I shall never find myself again. But unexpectedly the opposites fuse in a poem. From the century’s amorphous nebulae in the Self a… — Ondra Lysohorsky Copy Share Image
“The Expanding Universe of Poetry Often I lose myself in such distances and numbers that I fear I shall never find myself again. But… — Ondra Lysohorsky Copy Share Image
“Advice to a Young Poet Don’t spend yourself in the small copper coins of complaint and accusation. Don’t answer those in authority, those who… — Ondra Lysohorsky Copy Share Image
“You are the sun, I am the sun-dial. Unless you shine on me all time stands still.” — Ondra Lysohorsky Copy Share Image
