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lost forest

the trees, the trees, whispering in the breeze, they are my brave emissaries. they tell me it is not a matter of being lost in the forest.you are the lost forest, they say.

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  • the trees, the trees
  • they see me differently
  • they tell me it is not a matter of being lost in the forest
  • especially the night-trees whisper
  • leave traces on concrete
  • you are the lost forest, they say.

About the creator

Alev Adil

Alev Adil is the originator of this site. Alev's creative practice and academic research explores how poetry, performance, creative pedagogy and dialogic art practice can create the potential for...