BEHIND the BEACHES
There are spaces without reel border,
Which corresponds to nowheres,
As if it were necessary to pass from one to the other.
To weather a cape, an imaginary line.
Limited by a fence, a low wall,
A building or an end of ground,
These spaces seems
often not to belong of scene
As if they had been forgotten.
And nevertheless so familiar,
These small ends of non-existence
Are sometimes stranges,
Deliberates or anarchistics,
Nobles or unsightly,
They are evidents,
Abstracts and very graphics.