“Yes, Sylvie. I’d like to write and at the same time I don’t want to.
I don’t want my messy words to spoil the cool calm beauty of the untouched white space that went before. But now I have, My shyness unknots. And my tension tightens. As I see the words spilled out behind me. Unglamorous. As a snail trace. Just there.”
J. Mars 2017
Ainsi, je vous écrirai de temps en temps de nos nouvelles.
A des moments importants, où chacun pourra se sentir concerné par l’activité ici.
Sylvie