Poetic Movements

  As the days stretch longer your body lingers; now longer is your stay in places where after dawn you listen to the crickets in corners where shadows show alternative ways to be. We are both awaken as such. And every night that approaches is a step closer to spring a dive deeper in a sun, burning to be seen. This time moves us in parallel – a plane flying above the brine two ships in the Atlantic, the Equator standing a hard line. February 2023, Athens. Photograph: North Aegean Sea, underway; 6 Jan. 2023.