In the quivering morning
the eye ears
the mother language
furtively
the soft
voice
singing
opportunities make possibilities
like water.
Hi there… After a few days pause, I’m back.
But I think this blog will mostly be about poetry from now on. Time matters…
When everything will have been said
Said done found shown
that there will be nothing more in front of us
Nothing
Then we should kill each other
until everything is destroyed.
LA POLITESSE (Jeu de société)
Lorsque tout aura été dit
Dit, fait, trouvé, démontré
qu’il n’y aura plus rien devant nous
Rien
Alors il faudra bien s’entre-tuer
jusqu’à ce que tout soit détruit.
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