mercredi 20 juin 2012

Low tide

Brooks always go to rivers
and rivers finally
 end up in the sea

your dreams go everywhere
floating here and there
and they are washed ashore 
by the high tide of reality

and you realize bitterly
that real life is often 
like the morning dew
faking tears on flowers
and vanishing when you try
to catch its pearls 

Claude Lopez-Ginisty

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