“Have you ever seen the eyes of a sick child? The gravity, sadness the infinite amazement before the sorrow that you can see there? This is what I have always wanted to express in poetry.”
“I have always dreamt of a text with different levels, perfectly intelligible, autonomous, and distinct, like the walls of a medieval monastery painted with landscapes from which, at different angles, you can discover figures of saints.”
“There is so much speech that the meaning of poetry has become that of restoring silence.”
“Poezia nu trebuie să strălucească, trebuie să lumineze.”
Published Books
Călcâiul Vulnerabil (Achilles’ Heel)
Bucharest: Editura Tineretului, 1966