Quiet A shadow all edge slides between trees
wood
A quiet can still
destroy itself
On the way there
I have the sun at my back,
so that my long shadow precedes me or clings to my right side,
if it is not swallowed by the shadow of the trees.
- Monika Voigt, Germany
- Foivi Psevdou, Greece
On Wednesday I walked for 1.5 hours with Foivi around my garden in silence, slowly, as slow as I could. But my slow wasn’t slow.
- Ella Tighe, UK
So many bones from the soil
that they snap open
like wings
- Angus Balbernie, France
Photo @ Barbara Lehtna