Machine et Printemps
Les veines s’ouvrent.
Une main traverse.
Le vent courbe.
Une bouche cueille.
L’eau frappe.
La chair oublie.
Un cri germe.
Print credit: Jean Messagier
this post was submitted on 24 Feb 2025
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