Di Marga Code: Yo vine a Le Havre como si hubiese partido a Groenlandia, hastiada de lo conocido: Hombres, poetas, intelectuales, críticos... desesperada ante mis semejantes, extenuada del infierno en mi isla. Solo el frío me consuela en este exilio, pues quema y no apaga el fuego interior.
dimanche 30 avril 2017
las trompetas y el ANGEL
the fourth trumpet of the Apocalypse
(Revelation 8:12-13 ‘and the fourth angel sounded, and the third part of the sun was smitten, and the third part of the moon, and the third part of the stars; so as the third part of them was darkened, and the day shone not for a third part of it, and the night likewise. and I beheld, and heard an eagle flying through the midst of heaven, saying with a loud voice, Woe, woe, woe, to the inhabiters of the earth by reason of the other voices of the trumpet of the three angels, which are yet to sound!’)
Beatus of Liébana, Commentaria in Apocalypsin, Southern Italy 11th century