photo : Botanical Garden, Montreal, autumn light
we will remember
the good old days
inscribed in the archives of our hands
a bit steep
it must be said
filled with a sparky memory :
we walked in
each other’s footsteps.
That will be enough.
photo : Botanical Garden, Montreal, autumn light
we will remember
the good old days
inscribed in the archives of our hands
a bit steep
it must be said
filled with a sparky memory :
we walked in
each other’s footsteps.
That will be enough.
photo: Nelson Botanic Garden (a first: I mention flowers in a poem)
Wishing for the Shadowy side/
through the open window. Yes/
The curtain and the light breeze/
It’s time to /
Dry the rose petals/
a year like any other. /
The weight of things
Photo: kereru, Botanic Garden, Nelson
The conversation between my body and mind is often confrontational (more exercise, less exercise, more rest or more work, more reading, etc.) but, in general, I find it easy to agree with one or the other. For some time now, however, I have had more difficulty knowing which of the two should prevail and I wonder if these two will ever be able to agree and let me get on with my life. It should not be that difficult, though, the kereru at the botanical garden seems to know without even asking itself.
*always inspired by Edouard Levé
photo : botanical garden, Nelson
Winter gets cold
especially in the morning
but waiting for spring
(photo: botanical garden, Nelson, summer 2023)
of plenty
and dense light
fruit weighs
on the branches
summer is flowing
in the sunday gardens