When Iwas a child we used old clothes to disguise ourselves. Here old clothes are for what they are, for the hard and long-suffering works, where the smoothness of the hands, the flexibility of the back and the last fingerprint of the clothes as thing...
Close to the door, you show off and hung up and greet to anyone who goes by, and speak to and, What you do not say, your clothes-line says. (Who, by the way, says that you are hurried up because to take a clothe...
This tense bass-drum, these clothes hunging up. The bass-drum calls for the spring and the long days. Get bursts land in abundance! Clean clothes calls for people standing out at street. Get the village bursts of good neighbors! Carnival asks new fruits from the old land. Clean clothes make...
The man disguises himself as carnival, the rail disguises itself as clothes-line and the sky disguises itself as cotton. Go carnival!!!...
There the trousers go! There the jacket of the tracksuit goes! It looks like they can hols themselves up, their weight makes possible they not to fall down from the rail down. There the underpants go...