Friday, 1 May 2020

Confinement 12.

sketchbook/april 2020


Light at the end of the tunnel?

May 11, lightening of the load.

A bit.

Douzième lettre de l’alphabet– but you know that.

Neuvième des consonnes– you know that too.

Une consonne liquide, no less.

As it should be, being as the letter is L.

My sister’s name.

Leonard Cohen’s too - his sister’s Esther, my mum’s too.

Everything is liquid, we are too.

98 per cent? My memory fails me.

Time too.


Chiffre Romain vaut cinquante.

50 in Roman Time.

50, and there will still be a week to go.

The tunnel is long.



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