When I thought about it, at all the time I spent in waiting rooms with old magazines and photos on walls rescued from attics, I felt like a bird perched on an old fridge, in an old boat, waiting for answers, for questions, for fish.
*posted first in March 2019, reviewed in March 2020
What a nice surprise ! on a very cold day (-20 degrees), in the black and white of the cityscape, this magnificent cardinal, too busy protecting himself from the cold to pay attention to me. 
We would promise
the impossible and
winter would melt
in the colours of
ether
the softness of
the air
on the edge of the flesh
*posted for the first time in July 2018
In Tenby’s port, December 2018, canon, ©Sylvie Gé
Smile clockwise, like it is Tuesday, like it is greyer than the feelings camouflaged in your winter plumage.