all the same (but)

fire hydrant, Outaouais, winter, January, canon, Sylvie GE

since we are all the same, having taking root, as well as we can, a long time ago,   with more or less dignity, and what distinguishes us from each other: the small crack in the paint, our weaknesses, what tortures us.

Un blog experimental voue a la poesie du quotidien sous toutes ses formes/An experimental blog devoted to poetry in all its forms