“
How small life is here
and how big nothingness.
The sky, tired of light,
has given everything to the snow.
The two trees bow
their heads to each other.
Clouds cross the world’s
silence in a circle dance
”
― Oppressive Light: Selected Poems by Robert Walser
― Oppressive Light: Selected Poems by Robert Walser
“
If a hand, a situation, a wave were ever to raise me up and carry me to where I could command power and influence, I would destroy the circumstances that had favoured me, and I would hurl myself down into the humble, speechless, insignificant darkness. I can only breathe in the lower regions.
”
― Jakob von Gunten
― Jakob von Gunten
