photo : Nelson Botanical Garden, the eternal restart of spring
we would start again
every day, every month,
we would not tire
of the repetition of things or
of the small gestures with no brilliance
yes, even those
we could not get over it
Archives par mot-clé : botanical garden
#4165 : prose poem
photo: Botanical Garden, Nelson, a duck projects itself into the light and its murky reflection attracts attention until it goes back into the shadow of the pond.
There she was, the old lady I would become, I said to myself, as I saw her every morning, resolved to walk about town with her shopping bag. She was there, then one day she wasn’t.
4158 poetry
photo : Nelson, Botanical Garden, relfections
… and sometimes it is the mirror that is unfaithful
that distorts reality, that’s why, believe me,
It is better to reverse the direction of the gaze said
someone I wanted to listen to
#4153 poetry
photo : Nelson Botanical Garde, a scene of daily life that contains several layers of interpretation, light or deep, your choice. When I looked back at this photo, it was the duality of representation that struck me, as if nature had been telling us all along that beings are double.
I perceives as best I can/
in the mirror of my illusions/
Through the branches of my emotions/
and all the drafts of lies/
Without doing it on purpose, I do what we can.
#4026 *
to walk in the seasons
with the same shoes:
it is a little hot
it is a little cold
it is a little wet
it is a little muddy
somehow like life
*posted in September 2023