mr nothing believes in his author

¿Pero es la extensión, la materia, la que piensa o se espiritualiza,
o es el pensamiento el que se extiende y materializa?
Miguel de Unamuno, Del sentimiento trágico de la vida

mr nothing believed in his author
a poet whom he created once
he himself had been written aloft

he called him the poor lovelorn
in search of one’s own tangibility
as quickly noticed that strangely

his creation demands clearness
and is quite impatient with mystery
something rather unusual for a poet

what linked them was the silence
under the midnight lamp search
for a man of judicious observations

and the ethics of mutual imposition
to be nothing less than a name
as there is nothing but names

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