New York is something awful, something monstrous. I like to walk the streets, lost, but I recognize that New York is the world's greatest lie. New York is Senegal with machines.
New York is something awful, something monstrous. I like to walk the streets, lost, but I recognize that New York is the world's greatest lie. New York is Senegal with machines.
I was lucky enough to see with my own eyes the recent stock-market crash, where they lost several million dollars, a rabble of dead money that went sliding off into the sea.
To see you naked is to recall the Earth.
Let me dance, my little one.
There is nothing more poetic and terrible than the skyscrapers' battle with the heavens that cover them.
The only things that the United States has given to the world are skyscrapers, jazz, and cocktails. That is all. And in Cuba, in our America, they make much better cocktails.
Verde que te quiero verde. Verde viento. Verde ramas. Green I love you green. Green Wind. Green branches.
But the weeping is an immense angel.
No one is sleeping in this world.
Green how I want you green. Green wind. Green branches.
Not for a moment, beautiful aged Walt Whitman, have I failed to see your beard full of butterflies.
As I have not worried to be born, I do not worry to die.
The rest was death, and death alone.
The terrible, cold, cruel part is Wall Street. Rivers of gold flow there from all over the earth, and death comes with it. There, as nowhere else, you feel a total absence of the spirit herds of men who cannot count past three . . .
Nobody knew that you tormented
a hummingbird of love between your teeth.
In Spain, the dead are more alive than the dead of any other country in the world.
With their souls of patent leather, they come down the road. Hunched and nocturnal, where they breathe they impose, silence of dark rubber, and fear of fine sand.
The two elements the traveler first captures in the big city are extra human architecture and furious rhythm. Geometry and anguish.
Besides black art, there is only automation and mechanization.
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