Tuesday, 27 February 2007


Nancy Fabiola Herrera and Giuseppe Filianoti
Las Palmas, 2006

From Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, 1774, The Sorrows of Young Werther (Translated from the German by R. Dillon Boylan)...

August 21

In vain do I stretch out my arms toward her when I awaken in the morning from my weary slumbers. In vain do I seek for her at night in my bed, when some innocent dream has happily deceived me, and placed her near me in the fields, when I have seized her hand and covered it with countless kisses. And when I feel for her in the half confusion of sleep, with the happy sense that she is near, tears flow from my oppressed heart; and, bereft of all comfort, I weep...

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