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Machine et Printemps
Les veines s’ouvrent.
Une main traverse.
Le vent courbe.
Une bouche cueille.
L’eau frappe.
La chair oublie.
Un cri germe.
Print credit: Jean Messagier
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Tranquil.
Awash in bloom.
Let your mind fall away
into the great fragrant splendour—
soft and glorious,
fragrant and free,
growing from the ground,
rising, lifting, breathing,
a dream of petals, a drift of air,
a hush, a hum, a swelling wave,
a sky wide and blue and endless.
Awash in bloom.
Let your mind fall—
fall, float, falling,
soft and blue and soft and blue,
fragrant, rising, drifting,
hush and hum and hush and hum,
a wave, a whisper, a wave, a wish,
blue and blue and blue and...
Wash in bloom.
Mind float, float, fall,
soft, softly, blue free,
fragrant blue, blue,
hushhhhh humummm hushhhhh,
a swind, a swell, a swind,
a wave, a whisper, a winnnnn…
Woshing blume.
Myn follo, folloflow,
soft sof, bluee bloo,
fragnent floo,
swoosh, swash, swind swind,
hushhhhhhhhhhh, humummmmmmmm,
sounnnnnn, sowwwnnnnnnn,
swell swoun swind win...
Wosh... wosh...
folloflow foll floh…
fragnent freee freh...
swoon swoun swinnnn…
humummm hmmmmmm…
hummm...
hummmm…
hmm…
bluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuueeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
drifting, drifting, driffffffffffffffffffting
floating, floating, ffffffffffaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllling
hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
hush hush hush hush hush hush hush hush hush
hummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm
mmmmmm
mmm
m…
…
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Photo credit: Belen Kox
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I can hear this place, and it is loud.
Gales screaming. Leaves rustling. The cold colliding with my nose.
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Sebramamänty Blue.
Breath of distance, ache of horizons, where pines meet the heavens, their needles stitching the seams of a world too vast to hold.
A whisper of roots tangled deep in the earth’s quiet hymn.
Credit: Pihlgren & Ritola
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A roof.
And the way that crow was perched there, deep in though right next to the chimney—underneath the clouds.
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A seed.
It moved with the wind several feet from its tree. Never got a chance to take root and grow.
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Parking lot.
This is a blank spot that exists. Sometimes it stores cars. But mostly it doesn’t.
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Feeding pigeons at a strip mall.
Not a good idea because it attracts rodents. But some people can’t help themselves, I guess. Plus, some people really love pigeons.
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