“I walk between our poppies
On the long of the soil
Under the long of the sky
On the fabric of the bitumen
On the crumbs of the horizon
I grey my trail.”
Romain Ponard
“I walk between our poppies
On the long of the soil
Under the long of the sky
On the fabric of the bitumen
On the crumbs of the horizon
I grey my trail.”
Romain Ponard