The stay was already pleasant, and I did not expect more swimming almost every day, long walks, photos or the Dada Manifesto cafe, but on our penultimate evening, we were told we would get a sky full of aurora Australis. Actually I didn’t know this, but the place where we were staying in Pohara enjoyed a very nice view of the sea and in the evening (that evening in particular) my camera caught a beautiful sky full of pink (that I had to edit because of the grainy texture), with a beautiful, bright moon and the Southern Cross. I was even able later on to see the moon in a very dark sky projecting its bright light on the sea, which I had never seen before.
Archives par mot-clé : night
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in the dark room of my computer, I transform the skies, I count the stars, I imagine the moons, I intercept the horoscopes and I transform the signs of the zodiac.
clasped hands*
You would join your hands
to reach silence
your favorite one, the thick, dense one,
which only happens at night
and goes out at dawn
to reveal your buried emotions
the superfluous words, and the regrets in the folds
*first posted in February 2021, edited in February 20
haiku
listen to the rain
at night it will make the moon
fade away soon
sans parole/wordless : juste assez de lumiere/just enough light
