ecka lindmark

under construction!
diaries ︎︎︎
projects ︎︎︎
other ︎︎︎

the Greek sage reeks heavenly,
with earth’s spine beneath me
(as Virginia had said; Orlando had felt it)
I stomp mountains at dusk,
yellow streets at dawn
read Rimbaud together with the big ol’ snake in the lavender gardens

nights are high fever,
working the dry Spanish mountains, staring all day at an endless sun and also at Paco (not endless,
my neighbour)
harvest came, then I wentto taste the seas and
love, yes love, I fell in love
afterwards I learned how to love, (amongst other things, but that’s another storyor is it), but first of all
I had to fall.
(I now think all things begins and ends with falling)
his beauty was
in earth’s palettes, & his favourite dish;
A big spoon of white sugar.

feb 2018—jun 2019