Axis

There is no point in rushing oblivion Rushing forgetfulness. The imprint stays stuck in your heart for a while For a reason. An ember, a dried-up stick, half burnt. What's it still doing there, immobile. Seemingly useless. . I think sometimes If it's been thrown in under the right star sign It becomes a crystallisation …

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Why does the tree

Why does the tree Bear so much fruit? Every year? . Mum reads books and says Out of the two million seeds of a beech One becomes a tree. . If the tree was goal-driven, it would grow depressed and give up after the first million. Is there joy in bringing fruit? By that, in …

Travel with the small or the big backpack?

Personal reflections on decades of pseudo-nomadism, packing, love, meaning, painting, and generally pretending to have an adventurous and deep life.

Torn between the company of humans, of nature, of self. Some perhaps autistic perspectives.

I saw clouds of sadness of slowness I was welcoming solitude with a safety net with an "other shore". . I'm not sure why it's so difficult: either I am with you, and then I feel the compulsion to know in each split second what exactly you expect from me, what to say, what to …

snowflakes in august, springs of the clockwork

You are beautiful. there's some beauty, fragile like snow in between gestures and silence. your presence absorbs screams and grating sounds like sand absorbs raindrops. you lead me back to zero. . you lead me back to your zero. i hook my psi radar to it and i am calm or happy for a few …

Normalising heartbreak, handling the water.

Shattering shapes of a rigid shell In the end it is nothing more than that To make room for the flow Which is moister, closer to the ground. More humble, unassuming, which hugs the Earth. Knowing how to break fluently And dispose of the scaffolding of thought and plan Quickly To partake in the quicksilver …

Apologies

I lost you with me. Perhaps. I apologise earnestly and full of attrition. I beg your pardon for inviting you into my soulspace, then taking you for a ride. You should have held on to the handles. It was irresponsible that you closed your eyes. You cannot give me the responsibility to watch out for …