healing the entrails
from the injuries of life
not an easy task
haiku
haiku
guérir les entrailles
des blessures de la vie
pas une mince affaire
haiku
It is far too cold
to remember all the pain
I will wait for spring
haiku
Il fait bien trop froid
pour éprouver de la peine
attendre au printemps
passing time
I will chisel sentences, like leaves on trees, placed one by one, like commas, between the emotion of their existence and vain attempts, I will place words on the passage of time