
falling from one’s chair
every day when it’s news time
new normal

falling from one’s chair
every day when it’s news time
new normal

To seriously interfere in the neglected categories, on the verge of effusion, between the faded eyelashes of time (presumably), of the delayed insertion of a scrimpy alphabet seeking appeasement

Valle marte, Atacama desert, Chili, September 2018, ©Sylvie Gé
You will arrive before you have left. In the great silence of the sky, on one side the sunset, on the other, the moonrise, a tear will have fallen, at high altitude.

moonrise, Wellington, June 2018, canon, ©Sylvie G Continuer la lecture de moonrise

Le Diamant, Martinique, December 2017, canon, ©Sylvie G Continuer la lecture de haiku