“This constant basso on the horizon is it the waterfall or the cannon ("Poem")” — Paul Dermée Copy Share Image
“Is it a world in the making that turns as it whistles to the depths of my being It is burning Suppose it were… — Paul Dermée Copy Share Image
“In a hot greenish body of water slowly slides A gesture a sigh a moan will provoke his wild teeth ("Silver Clasp")” — Paul Dermée Copy Share Image
“Those letters under the door A new life The war at a distance and my drinking glass that smokes A brightness crowns the universe… — Paul Dermée Copy Share Image
