
sans parole/wordless : glaces/ice



in the cracking cold
breathing backward from morning
feels like living

This Calder painting admired at the Picasso Museum in Malaga symbolizes for me the year 2019 (unless it's all my life), although I still do not know why. 
smiling too much
it is the thought that counts
grounding the ideal
we will say things
too many
behind closed doors
(and the sun continues) 
Reading the headlines
and watching the sad world through
the dirty window
*firstly posted in 2016, reviewed in 2018 and 2019