The night is the color of the eyelids of the dead.
Alejandra Pizarnik, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962-1972; Extracting the Stone of Madness; from ‘Deaf Lantern’, tr. Yvette Siegert

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The night is the color of the eyelids of the dead.
Alejandra Pizarnik, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962-1972; Extracting the Stone of Madness; from ‘Deaf Lantern’, tr. Yvette Siegert
All night long I make the night. All night long I write. Word by word I am writing the night.
Alejandra Pizarnik, from ‘Deaf Lantern’, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962-1972 (trans. Yvette Siegert)
She who died of her blue dress is singing. Imbued with death she sings...
Alejandra Pizarnik, from “Deaf Lantern”, Selected Poems (trans. Cecilia Rossi)