Antonio Porchia (–) wrote one book, a slender collection of poetic aphorisms that became a classic in the Spanish-speaking world. With affinities to . ANTONIO PORCHIA. From “Voices”. Some things become such a part of us that we forget them. I want because of what I wanted, and what I wanted, I wouldn’t. Voices by Antonio Porchia, published by Copper Canyon Press, a nonprofit publisher dedicated to poetry, bilingual edition.

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You tell yourself a dream, always. It is also our prison. My bits of time play with eternity. If it is wakened it takes the form of the waker.

Antonio Porchia

Y comienzo a creer que voicss sufro. El hombre no va a ninguna parte. And in that way I protect myself against myself. Cuanto he perdido lo hallo a cada paso y me recuerda que lo he perdido. When you seem to be listening to my words, they are your words, with me listening. Temer no humilla tanto como ser temido. Ni una madre quisiera otra vez.


Porque creo que es orgullo no ser. I know that you have nothing.

I do not find anything to grieve over. When I break any of the chains that bind me I feel that I make myself smaller. Victims take pity on victims. With affinities to Taoist and Buddhist epigrams, Voices bears witness to the awe of human existence. He who tells the truth says almost nothing. And the sea was alone and I was alone. El dolor no nos sigue: Antonio Porchia wrote one book, a slender collection of poetic aphorisms that became a classic in the Spanish-speaking world.

And if you vpices everything as soon as you look for it, you find it in vain, you look for it in vain. By the time of his death, it had become a classic, published in over a dozen different Spanish-language editions; today there are also translations into German, French, and Italian.

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When I believe in nothing, I do not want to meet you when you believe in nothing. By using this site, you agree to the Terms of Use and Privacy Policy. I coices search for some light and always at night and never illuminated by any light.


From my silence, only my voice is missing. Revised and updated with a new introduction by translator W. His sole book Voces “Voices” is a collection of aphorisms.

Not even of himself. Voices is a moving and mysterious masterpiece, of which W. Convince me, but without convictions. When one does not love the impossible, one does not love anything. In a full heart there porchiia room for everything.

One who walks from fire to fire dies from the cold. My body separates me from all beings and all things. A hundred men together are the hundredth part of a voicea. He who holds me by a thread is not strong; the thread is strong. The cold is a good counselor, but it is cold.