photo : public bench near the Matai River, Nelson
I feel an intense emotion each time I see a public bench dedicated to someone who does not use it anymore. What a wonderful way to honour someone’s memory.
*inspired by Edouard Levé
Archives par mot-clé : Matai river
#3068selfportrait*
photo : Matai River, Sunday hole
For a long time, I felt the weight of past events and decisions on my shoulders but then realised that if the past cannot be changed the narrative surrounding it has the power to make it a lot lighter.
*as usual, inspired by Edouard Leve
#3062 poetry
photo : flax, Matai river, Nelson
This
which arises
This
which lines
the background
This
that seeps between the branches
is also this
that seeps between the words: lightness
or some kind of hope
which goes in the heart of the river
ancestors
they imagined the sky
they chiseled the clouds
imitating the waves
they lived each and everry day transparency
to see your reflection
in all its transparency
not necessarily
a bad thing you see
if you don't
like Narcissus
fall in love with yourself