Prespes, Florina, Greece – July, 2019.
The practice of writing, so vivid long ago,
Attempts in vain, even in Portuguese!
The tongue curled.
But, then, what was left for me?
There was silence – and the ears opened!
Extended listening in an augmented reality,
Attentive and dazzled.
In the “Wild Dream” of Prespes.
[Seeing with my ears,
Walking on the waters,
Listenting to the ground,
Crossing a triple border].
I create my own language…