Trafika Europe 12 - French Bon-Bons

13 Poems

A shadow that passes erases with diligence on the sea the dance of the light its points its specks

one by one

But it is necessary to count with the stones’ stubbornness In the sand suddenly colder the look of certain pebbles intensifies a more sensitive secret


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