photo : Marahau, windy gardens, low tide, daylight and the vastness of the sky, bliss.
to catch in the course of an uncertain sentence
the words needed to reach
the love of a quiet surrender
at the beginning of each day
Archives par mot-clé : Abel Tasman
#4116 poesie
photo : Marahau, jardins venteux, marée basse et la lumière du jour ainsi que la vastitude du ciel
surprendre au détour
d’une phrase incertaine
les mots qu’il faut
pour atteindre l’amour
d’un renoncement tranquille
au début des jours
#4115 poetry
photo: a heron alone as a Sunday in Marahau
I was walking around the city
but I could hear my footsteps
like in my childhood Sundays
Everyone had gone home
for tea
Of course, we would have to
wait until Monday
to get back to life
#3093 poetry *
photo : Split Apple Rock, the boats come and go to this part of the world, a spot so popular it has been selected as a stop in the local monopoly.
In the fog of loyalty
shadows move
following a path that seemed
mapped out in advance but
instead reveals the limits
of its territory. Who are we?
And what does that mean?
to a wise eye and a sympathetic ear?
*posted for the first time in June 2023, edited in June 2024
#3093 poesie *
dans le brouillard de la loyauté
les ombres se meuvent en suivant
un chemin qui semblait tracé d’avance mais
révèle à la place les limites
de son territoire. Qui sommes-nous?
Et qu’est-ce que cela veut dire?
à l’oeil averti et à l’oreille tendue?
*d’abord mis en ligne en 2023, révisé en juin 2024