photo : Cable Bay, a landscape that looks like life : some blue sky, lots of dark clouds
we would not disturb
the pecking birds
we would speak quietly
about our intimate lives
or of the force of our conscience
and that of our unconsciousness
finally of the demons watching for
the least of my faux-pas.
photo : traverser les Andes depuis Santiago jusqu’à Mendoza, les guides nous disaient que c’était un peu fou de ne pas prendre l’avion, mais c’est un de mes plus beaux souvenirs d’Amérique du Sud. En arrivant en Argentine, les couleurs magnifiques dans les montagnes..
I will recognize you/
from one second to the next/
from a trembling eyelid/
an almost tear/
rolling to a salty lip/
We will synchronize our wishes/
You will spread your ailments/
but you won’t know/
that the foreign language
will put words together but
in a different way
*reposted from August 2023 (edited in August 2024 + different photo)
The earth was dry, but looking at the horizon I could see the curves of the earth, its desire to give to those who knew how to wait, how to find and take.
I’ve just realised that bodies fit together like mountains (and then we think we have created everything !).
