photo : moon rise in the aptly name « valle de luna », Atacama desert, Chile
In the evening,
when I was not sleeping,
I was listening
to voices that seemed
to come from the shadows, telling
me the story of the world, of pains, of missteps,
perhaps also of small joys;
they told me things
in the evening
when I was not sleeping.
photo: days and seasons pass, let’s enjoy each second, Quebec city
to draw a line under
when the evening falls
to wonder what have I done
to wonder does that really count
and then thinking well then so what
if have lived every second
for the rest, we’ll just have to see
Listening to the night
narrating its story through
the open window
beyond the wall
through the evening
transparencies and
stories are floating
for sure,
time goes by and leaves traces 
cactus, San Pedro, Chile, September 2018, canon, ©Sylvie Gé Continuer la lecture de evening cactus