The Whole World Wants to be Touched

Le jour se lève, déchirant le voile de la nuit pour laisser place à une lumière douce. En ce jour de printemps, les oiseaux sont à la fête, chantant à tue-tête, pour ébrouer le monde de sa torpeur. Je ferme la fenêtre. Le silence s’installe. J’enclenche la platine qui se met alors à reproduire desContinue reading “The Whole World Wants to be Touched”

Let Me Out, Let Me Go

While practicing The Art of Getting Lost during the coronavirus lockdown, my eyes were caught by what looked like a dangling curtain or a tablecloth. A mild wind was toying with it, as if it was offering it a possible freedom from the frame it was imprisoned in, a freedom to roam the world, onlyContinue reading “Let Me Out, Let Me Go”

The Shelter that Wasn’t

I took this picture during a walk in a neighbourhood I hadn’t explored before. I ended up there by chance. As often when I go out for a photo session, I didn’t have a particular aim. I let my mind take the backseat and follow whatever direction my eyes, my heart or my feet take.Continue reading “The Shelter that Wasn’t”

Trouble and Me

‘The mind sliversPatient, my mind quiversStand and deliverA better way, a solace for my soul, heyIn any riverCome along, come togetherWitness the happeningWhere sane folk slowly lose control, hey Trouble and meTrouble and meTrouble and meTrouble and meI feel it all the timeI’m hanging on the lineTrouble and me…’ Trouble + Me. Ghostpoet.