“Since childhood, I was afflicted with a sick hypersensitivity, and my imagination quickly turned everything into a memory, too quickly: sometimes one day was enough, or an interval of a few hours, or a routine change of place, for an everyday event with a lyrical value that I did not sense at the time, to become suddenly adorned with a radiant echo, the echo ordinarily reserved only for those memories which have been standing for many years in the powerful fixative of lyrical oblivion.” YearsHas BeensSometimesEnoughValuesHoursImaginationMemoriesPowerfulChildhoodEventsOne DayStandingSickEverydayRoutineEchoesOblivionMy ImaginationReservedRadiantIntervalsLyrical Author:Danilo Kis
