Martin Duguay

Early One Morning

A dense cloud of dragonflies fluttering from side to side extends as far as the eye can see along the Geumho River bike path. I ride on for a few kilometers surrounded by hundreds of dragonflies without even being grazed by a single one of them. At last, gentle contact is made as I am about to leave the cloud behind. Perhaps this one got lost in the moment as it rode the breeze in the glow of the rising sun.

heat wave –
the pungent aroma
of summer