Quotes About Coil

a winged pipe flies around the streaks of lightning in a vast coil with a song it tries to lure them somewhere is it back to the clouds or to another lovier heaven or to earth amongst men it become entangled in the tongues of flame both song and wings are on fire and its shadow on the gates of heaven doesnt it know some other song with this it will only enrage the lightning streaks and wont lure them anyway

She lies awake in the small hours. On the bedside table is a Moon Tiger. The Moon Tiger is a green coil that slowly burns all night, repelling mosquitoes, dropping away into lengths of grey ash, its glowing red eye a companion of the hot insect-rasping darkness. She lies there thinking of nothing, simply being, her whole body content. Another inch of the Moon Tiger feathers down into the saucer.

Debt is to man what the serpent is to the bird; its eye fascinates, its breath poisons, its coil crushes sinew and bone, its jaw is the pitiless grave.

Los sonidos se han enroscado y han echado para atrás sus ojos de caracol