short letter

My dear friend, I feel so lonely
when I’m without you. They say
that separation measures strongly
the value of the game we play.

It is to be the greatest measure.
I’ve weighed each moment of the days
we spent together finding pleasure
in simple things. The common phrase

I miss you very much is better
than any other to reveal
the very core of this short letter
informing you of what I feel.

This poem was written on the 2nd of June, 2009, in Tomsk (Siberia).

a hiver

My favourite film is Un coeur en hiver (1992). I understood that this phrase would be the ready answer to any pertinent question about my cinema predilections when I was watching the beginning of the film. I clearly remember light evaporations above a jar with hot glue and my first impression of these shots. The film is full of speaking details which cause vague and lovely feelings. There is no probability to describe all of them correctly. I also remember a trifling but funny case coincided with the first time I watched the film. A bee got into the flat through the balcony window. I had to take a towel from the bathroom in order to banish the bee. I worried that I could be attacked. So, I waved the towel above my head. In other words, I did nothing. Soon the bee found an opening without my help and flied away. Some weeks later I watched the film again and the case repeated. There was a bee in the flat! A stinger on the picture reminds me about my acquaintance with the film.

This picture was shot on the 11th of August, 2009, in Tomsk (Siberia).