TE19 Iberian Adventure

Gonçalo M. Tavares

The synthesis: “the waters of the streams don’t flow, the milk doesn’t curdle, the bread doesn’t rise”.

Insomnia. Sometimes I work on my aim.

The sleep is there in the background and the trembling hand and the misty eyes try to hit that tiny crucial point.

You are the target and the person aiming simultaneously. You want to hit sleep and you miss.

Insomnia yesterday and today. Misty eyes, trembling hand.

All suspensions are beautiful and terrible, and that of time most of all.

May 2020: “the waters of the streams don’t flow, the milk doesn’t curdle, the bread doesn’t rise”.

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