I don’t know what a house is
Is it a coat?
Or an umbrella if it rains?
I have filled it with bottles,
rags, wooden ducks,
curtains, fans
It seems I never want to leave it
Then it’s a cage
That imprisons whoever passes by
Even a bird like you, dirty with snow
But what we told each other
Is so light that it cannot be kept in

                                     - Tonino Guerra for Andrey Tarkovsky

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