Mots d'Ipomée...

"Il disait tant de choses

Que les fleurs exsangues

Mouraient dans la brassée

Du vent chaud de ses mots."

[Lionel Deyna]- L'homme et la rose soeur

 

My tribute to his talent...

 

and to the "Visual Poems" group created by Pentimento

 

"He said as so many things

That the bloodless flowers

Died in the infusion

Of the hot wind of his words."

 

Done