“Why did I become a writer? A bird's feather on my windowpane in winter and all at once there arose in my heart a battle of embers never to subside again.” HeartMy HeartBattleBirdWinterFeathersEmbersWindowpane Book:This Smoke that Carried Us: Selected Poems Source: This Smoke that Carried Us: Selected Poems
“How did writing come to me? Like bird’s down on my windowpane, in winter. Just then there rose in the heart a struggle of firebrands, which has, still now, not ended.” WritingHeartStillsStruggleBirdRoseWinterWindowpane Author:Rene Char