photo: Westland, Christchurch, a place full of silence that speaks.
The voice of silence,
so profound, haunting,
is the one that speaks the most,
that speaks the best.
Words then endeavour
to convey what it means.
photo: Westland, Christchurch, a place full of silence that speaks.
The voice of silence,
so profound, haunting,
is the one that speaks the most,
that speaks the best.
Words then endeavour
to convey what it means.
photo: Westland, Christchurch, un lieu plein de silence qui parle.
La voix du silence
tellement profonde, lancinante
est celle qui parle le plus,
qui parle le mieux
Les mots ensuite tentent
de traduire ce qu’elle signifie.
photo : un ciel… Christchurch
We did not expect anything yet
in an instant the sky became
divine with pagan omens
we would witness the overflow
of the distant horizon
with no need for a destiny
the present moment would suffice.
je ne prenais pas beaucoup de photos en 2011, lorsque le tremblement de terre (le plus important) a frappé Christchurch. C’est dommage, j’aimerais bien pouvoir revoir l’état de la ville à l’époque/ I did not take lots of photos in 2011, when the earthquake (the big one) struck Christchurch. It is unfortunate, I would like to see again the state of the city at that time.

it was written in his hand
that she would still be here tomorrow
maybe even after tomorrow
that she would go to the end of the road
(far from being innocuous)