Saturday, August 23, 2014

They wait and touch and watch their dreams

On July 29th I visited Vaakkoi, walking a route going past five lakes. Except for route 2000, there are no marked paths, but on the other hand there are a lot of small unmarked paths, criss-crossing the area, from lake to lake and swamp to swamp.

(Posting title is from the poem Like Rousseau by Amiri Baraka.)

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