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"... And suddenly THE QUESTION
is displayed in red under a gray bridge
WHO PROTECTS THE MORNINGS?
Their first bird calls
Their small radiant suns
hidden under the eyelids? " ...
Sylvia Undata invites us to reconsider our values and to refuse the wanderings that she evokes here in her poems and drawings.
Under the hard reality, the possible awakening and the hope not to break us anymore.
