Orchards In July ~ Zbigniew Machej Waters from cold springs and...

Nascosti Paroli ― Orchards In July ~ Zbigniew Machej Waters from cold springs and glittering minerals tirelessly wander. Patient, unceasing, they overcome granite, layers of hungry gravel, iridescent precincts of clay. If they abandon themselves to the black roots it’s only to go up, as high as possible through wells hidden under the bark of fruit trees. Through the green touched with gray, of leaves, fallen petals of white flowers with rosy edges, apples heavy with sweet redness and their bitterish seeds. O,[...]