we will live more slowly to catch the traces of the past left in the wind
we will recite prayers that we dedicated to the gods who did not often answer
some things that never change to live slowly
we will live more slowly to catch the traces of the past left in the wind
we will recite prayers that we dedicated to the gods who did not often answer
some things that never change
« To catch the traces of the past » is a phrase I’m going to steal!
I am glad that you live by John Banville’s approach, according to which writers do not borrow, they just steal!
According to whom, …
Great photo, Sylvie; the gesture is certainly one of catching, catching light. 🙂
Thank you, it means a lot coming from the great photographer you are🙂
Excellent poem. We have that flax in our garden, so it was good to see it here
Yes, I think I have seen that plant in your photos🙂