On Sleep and Other Poems

"How soft the sounds that summon sleep, A single sense invoking That covers me as if I were Immersed in tender water. And everywhere I'm touched by sleep, A gentle hand caressing. And all the senses that I have Feel sleep in all its tenses, Future, past and present sleep. And dreaming recommences." [...]
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"How soft the sounds that summon sleep, A single sense invoking That covers me as if I were Immersed in tender water. And everywhere I'm touched by sleep, A gentle hand caressing. And all the senses that I have Feel sleep in all its tenses, Future, past and present sleep. And dreaming recommences." Using a concept taken from Keats, this poem takes the usually pleasant subject of sleep and draws poeticisms from it.