I like to dry my clothes outside. I thought I was walking fast until I got to New Zealand. When I was very young, I believed that life was not worth living after fourty years old. I take a 5 k walk before my first meal of the day, but after several cups of coffee.
(Inspired by Edouard Leve, Autoportrait. I found an English translation at the book fair in Nelson in 2020) 
I knew what strength was
but did not move
I spoke in parables
summoned to answer unanswerable questions
I was already missing the silence of the streets
or meeting my ghosts
in the bright light that sounded
the death knell for the birds dreaming
of being dinosaurs
And on the way home
stopping in front of the bay,
which goes as far as forever
as far as the end of the world
I could see wild swans
but only from afar
and some white birds in a row
sometimes time is long
but life is short
sometimes time is long
so better go home 
approximate translation from French expressions with the word « aile » (wing)
battre de l’aile (go to the dogs)
couper les ailes (à quelqu’un) (go to the dogs)
à tire d’aile (flapping its wings hard)
avoir du plomb dans l’aile (to be in jeopardy, to be cast into doubt)
prendre sous son aile (to take under one’s wing)
