Published: July 2019 (6 years ago) in issue Nº 359-360
Keywords: Poetry
“Carbon Life”

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‘It has been said that man is made up of blood and cells. But in truth he is like a tree’s foliage. Not compressed into a solid block, but composed of scattered images like leaves upon the branches, through which the wind must blow so as to make them sing.’
Jean Giono, Que Ma Joie Demeure