taking care of one’s soul
in the middle of the night
and walking slowly
at night
Archives par mot-clé : night
haiku*
waiting for the night
to spell my mistakes one by one
instead of sleeping
*first posted in April 2019
this strange place*
finding this place, that strange place, it was a corner or a room, a withdrawal from the world, a desire to sleep, to silence, to stretch the eyes, to listen to the stars.
if i had a house
If I had a house, it would have lights, which would also make shade, in the evening on the white walls, and the doors would be dark.
Sans parole/wordless : Ronda la nuit
