Luis Felipe Fabre

“sólo un instante, sólo un colibrí dura el hombre aquí en la tierra.”
― Luis Felipe Fabre, Cabaret Provenza (Centzontle)

“And though no sound did she emit, the silence began to slip off key with the painful spasms of Philomela’s futile exertions. Then she belched bloodcurdling an amorphous mass of sound. Not a voice, but the ghost of a voice that bemoaned the long-lost words that gave it meaning. At times a heartrending, disjointed, spectral wail, at times a cacophonous echo, a ghastly arrhythmic hiccough, the miscarried facsimile of a primitive utterance, the clamorous failure of a phrase attempted, a simian moan.”
― Luis Felipe Fabre, Recital of the Dark Verses