Excerpt
For a while I became
Heraclitus’s closest friend;
I owe him, I believe, my fondness for parables.
Later I visited St. Petersburg,
but neither Gogol nor Pushkin
was willing to listen to me.
That was no tragedy
for in the meantime
The wise men of China had invited me to visit them.
No, I cannot fulfill my duty
to become by own contemporary.
