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Poetry Photographed

Hi all!

It's been a long time since I posted poetry on this blog, but here it is back with some pictures I took yesterday during a walk in my village of South Touraine. 🙂

Blur

Eye-creasing

Plisse the current

Plisse the sky

Scramble the leaves

Blurred the water

Wrinkled

Closed

The eyes

Everything is smooth

Only water can

Losing the breaking look

The meaning of the

Vertical stake long parts

Time driven by the

Course the water does not

Come back not sink

Waves are not

More water

Engulfed veins

Afloat

Dodging leaves

Forgotten Lettrines

The cycle resists the efforts

Mold on branches

Asymmetry of the living

Words go away

Like the scale

Is absorbed by the bark

No end

For the fingers

And the birds

Branches crystallize

Hours

From lichen

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