Sunday, April 16, 2006

Printemps 1968


Tu es Haru San
celle dont le passage
rend les grues folles
et brûle la neige

1 Comments:

Blogger anu said...

What is the meaning of your poem Pierre?

The pink flowers are so stunningly beautiful..i can breathe into their fragrance and sweet essence here :-)

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