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4121 poetry*

photo : I took a photo of this tree last year, and it gave me the same show this year at around the same time.  Last year, this is what I had to say about it : this tree comes to meet me when I come back from my morning walks, I wanted to capture all its beauty before the leaves fall.

you will bump into me one day,/

and will recognize me/

perhaps, in the fatigue of my days/

Something will remain of our time/

in one wrinkle or another/

small moments will arise/

from the archives of our days/

we will remember.

#4170 poetry

photo: Mount Royal, fall, light, some leaves fall, others remain, like friendships, but those that remain shine all the brighter

you have to know how to let

some memories evaporate

even if incarnated

in worn-out friendships

you look at them, you don’t want to let them gp

but they cannot be played over and over again

like old TV shows

of detectives wearing tired trench coats