Everything is quiet

//Everything is quiet

Everything is quiet

Another one of those days.
Everyone tells me it’s warm, almost spring-like.
And from the window it doesn’t look like winter in the garden, although it is damp and overcast. Cats chase one another through the full bushes, up the leafy trees, over the rooftops. Isn’t there too much green out there?
Finally I just see the tip of a tan tail dropping behind a wall in a distant garden.
And then I don’t even see that.
When I go out at last for an appointment, I need to tighten my scarf. And everything is quiet, so silent I can hear the footsteps of every passerby in the street.

By | 2015-10-02T12:20:18+01:00 janvier 28th, 2010|Textes|0 Comments

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Enseignante Zen et poète, Sensei Amy “Tu es cela” Hollowell est née et a grandi à Minneapolis, aux Etats-Unis. Arrivée en France en 1981 pour étudier la littérature et l’histoire, elle y est restée, s’installant à Paris, où elle élève ses deux enfants et gagne sa vie en tant que journaliste. The Zen teacher and poet Amy “Tu es cela” Hollowell Sensei was born and raised in Minneapolis, but came to France in 1981 to study literature and history and has lived in Paris ever since, raising her two children and making a living as a journalist.

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