“New Song" For You, Manuelita Inside the Horizon SOMEONE WAS SINGING The voice Is not known WHERE DOES IT COME FROM Among the branches No one is to be seen The moon itself was an ear And one hears no… — Vicente Huidobro Copy Share Image
“Eiffel Tower" To Robert Delaunay Eiffel Tower Guitar of the sky Your wireless telegraphy Attracts words As a rosebush the bees During the night The Seine no longer flows Telescope or bugle EIFFEL TOWER And it's a hive of words Or an inkwell of honey At the bottom of dawn A spider with barbed-wire legs Was making its web of… — Vicente Huidobro Copy Share
“Midnight" The hours glide Like drops of water on a window pane Midnight silence Fear unrolls in the air And the wind hides at… — Vicente Huidobro Copy Share Image
“Morning" SUN That awakens Paris The highest poplar on the bank On The Eiffel Tower A tricolored cock Sings to the flapping of his… — Vicente Huidobro Copy Share Image
“New Song" For You, Manuelita Inside the Horizon SOMEONE WAS SINGING The voice Is not known WHERE DOES IT COME FROM Among the branches… — Vicente Huidobro Copy Share Image
“Y mientras que el ensueño pertenece a todo el mundo, el delirio sólo pertenece a los poetas.” — Vicente Huidobro Copy Share Image
