we made a planet out of thrown away books

we put love in every crack

and sang lullabies to it

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we carried it

like our own child

through green marches

and into the wild

across cities, villages and meadows

where next shall it go?

​

we made a world

out of its words

and saw how piled up

they become matter

​

we made the world turn

and then what happened?

​

the words fell out

and left nothing but lullabies

and dreams

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Sherbrooke, Orford, Magog, Eastman, North Hatley, Ayer's Cliff, Compton, Montréal, September 2019