sea singing

sea singing
carries from the depth
express in
jubilation
joyous in the day, the night

sea singing
shadows shift before me
open up in wonder, your heart,
your soul

rent the sky with longing
joy tears
a rift in pains
hope, hope anew

light, a faint initiation
rites a hymn of potency
a song a song a song

weave a thread of laughter
shadows mourn no more
luminous becoming
fulfil fulfil

sea singing
oh to catch this in a shell, to listen
evermore evermore

Note: this is the third poem (/song) in a series written to Divenire by Einaudi played by the poetess after a long absence. Title of an abstract watercolour in the same colours as before.

lost voice weekend

Exhaustion?
A sneaky virus on yet another train?
A cold morning run, who knows.
Silence overtakes me;
A sign.

Patience, patience,

Unexpected space
among commitments,
parting a to-do list thicket.
Stillness;
the beech trees hold their
breath too.

Patience dans l’azur.

Aside from life,
days slide into blur.
Voiceless, those with me
whisper back.

Chaque atôme de silence

I give into mystery,
tumble into poetry.

Est la chance d’un fruit mûr.

Wait.

Note: The lines in italics are taken from ‘Palme’ by Paul Valéry,