A Poet Reflects

“The beloved is already in our being, as thirst and ‘otherness.’  Being is eroticism.  Inspiration is that strange voice that takes man out of himself to be everything that he is, everything that he desires: another body, another being.  Beyond, outside of me, in the green and gold thicket, among the tremulous branches, sings the unknown.  It calls to me.”

—Octavio Paz