photo: when I no longer understand the world, I focus on the miniature world, everything there is perfect: the colours, the curves, the place, Pohara, Golden Bay
and you will see your face
as the sea sees it: wild, marked, whole
you will walk towards the storm with a confident step,
reassured
by the colour of the sky and your testimony
alone and singular
will suffice for this day
photo: imperfection of perfection or the other way around, Picasso Museum, Malaga
You did not have good manners
but your heart was perfect
of your feelings I had little doubt
but you did not know how to be silent
and the stars lied to us
there was so little anger
but sometimes some regrets
and if I had to do it all over again
I’d do it again
photo: imperfection de la perfection ou l’inverse, musée Picasso, Malaga
Vous n’aviez pas de belles manières
mais votre coeur était parfait
de vos sentiments je ne doutais guère
mais vous ne saviez pas vous taire
et les astres nous mentaient
il y eut si peu de colère
mais parfois quelques regrets
et si c’était à refaire
je recommencerais
photo : Akersten, marina, Nelson, un matin, soleil, froid, silence, beauté
le froid a tracé/
le contour des nuages blancs/
si parfaitement/
Seeking every day, in every second, the perfection of the world (one can find it, one day at a time)