May

 

May
We met under the appletree

This bird on the branch
Let it flit for a while among the blossoms

Making the sun
Move gently
On your cheek.

 

.../...

November

 

Lovers’s joyful groan
Bows the night
Unbuttons infancy

 

Unfolds the promised land.

 

Laurent Contamin's Carnets extimes, éd. Eclats d'Encre - 62 pp., 12€

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