Imprisoned by four walls
(To the north, the crystal of non-knowledge
a landscape to be invented
to the south, reflective memory
to the east, the mirror
to the west, stone and the song of silence)
I wrote messages, but received no reply
For those who have read Henri Lefebvre’s ‘The Production of Space’ will have encountered this poem by Mexican poet Octavio Paz. Simple yet deep concept of space keeps you thinking.