3.5 his collection of poems is as usual a mix of weird ones that make you go “the hell was that about?”, some which are short and forgetful, then, there are the other ones that are absolutely good and tell a valuable story which makes his books worth reading. I’m admitting it, knowing his background story and learning a lot about him through his poems, he’s one of my favorite authors. “through love spilled behind a broken shade on an October day; through forms and windows and lines, through a book by Kafka stained with wine, through wives and friends and jails, standing young once hearing Beethoven or Bruckner, or even riding a bicycle, young as that, impossible”