The islands are pure. Movements and the grotesque begin further away, on continents. What [...]

    Until the very end of dying       there will be one wind in [...]

  To Thrace I have come, not on account of Rome. To Thrace I have [...]

  On a perdu son nid et comme coupé ses ailes avant la migration On [...]

Né en 1954. Vit à Sarrebourg (Moselle). Poète, chroniqueur dans plusieurs revues (dont Diérèse, Traversées [...]

  They say that the year turns - but in what direction? I should say [...]

  Next door they have planted thistles I say thistles but they’re more like globe [...]

  Demoiselles - Hoe Mill   Is that a moorhen or a coot ?    [...]

Sand Martins (Evening Roost - Pagelsham Essex.)   There were sand martins:          just a [...]

  Green Sandpipers (River Crouch - Creeksea Essex.)    I thought they were house martins [...]