M’âOphélie alias sophia D. S. wright

My favorite cemetery has a path like a circle. Anytime, black birds and sparrows. Flying with mad leaves, singing louder than the wind, pecking at dandelions. But this day, the wisterias were in bloom, and in their scented shade, another bird was sleeping … And did not want to wake. This is why this film is silent.

L’aube de l’Oiseleur – Dawn of The Bird Catcher (November 19th, 2018)

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Rires stellaires

D’oiseaux de verre

Au vol de l’aube

Qui crie

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Stellar laughter

Of birds of glass

Meanwhile dawn

Flying, stolen

Screams

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