the idea of stones as travellers
not fixed but erratic
a location of sentiment
broken away from a mother bed
carried centuries away by glacial stares
create whatever needs to happen
mother stone
body of stone enact one place to another
listen imagining dreams
and stones move silently across the world.
-écrit le 6 février 2009
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Maxime,
ReplyDeleteI look forward to reading more of yor postings. Great running into you and, Trudi this afternoon, the so-called 12th Day of Christmas on Smith Street in Collingwood-Fitzroy.
See you again, soon!
-Eric, that brother from Gotham City