Erosion Erased
one of those small slips of paper containing a line i can't quite trace
the landscapemine? another's? ours?
never left off
leaving its traces
And so for day 1819
06.12.2011
And so for day 1819
06.12.2011
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AUTEUR
- François Lachance
- Toronto, Canada
- Scholar-at-large
http://www.chass.utoronto.ca/~lachance
Email: lachance-at-chass.utoronto.ca
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