Puddles, I Don't Know
Dry ground, gravel, cracks in the asphalt, a look into a microscope or a weather map as links in an associative chain based on the motif of waiting for rain. The pictorial poem shows the soil in close detail and enriches it with new visual and semantic layers.
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