Peony struts her stuff. To embalm is to smile", murmurs the freesia.Peony, odourless, blushes.Flagrant delight: The fragrance of lilacs.

From the power of water come oceans and seas, but also the fine rain that enchants the snail. Around this aquatic world, a thousand destinies and stories mingle, which Sophie Leï Thuman distils, mixing the destiny of the mythical basilisk with the hopes of a champagne bubble, letting the idea that water is a rare and precious resource float through the waves.

For the shepherds and peasants who engrave their memories in the arid mountain landscape where time seems to have stopped, life is only reborn when a ray of sunlight gives the stolen fruit the flavour of childhood. Through Jean Siccardi's poems, a landscape is drawn that is constantly threatened, a witness to a past that reappears under Joly Guth's stroke.

A collection that is sure to please gourmets, as Monique Ribis offers a real tour of the world of colours and flavours: from strawberries to pineapples, from roses to buttercups, these poems are full of humorous descriptions and tasting tips, beautifully illustrated by Serge Ceccarelli.

Like a baker, the poet kneads the words, letting them rest before obtaining a tasty batch of warm breads, so many little poems to savour. From one journey to the next, reality merges with the imaginary, and everyday animals come to life under the pen of Daniel Schmitt, who transforms everyday moments into an invitation to dream.

This book is a collection of poems by Paul Bergèse, a French poet, who has written a series of poems about trees and their relationship with the world, and who has written a series of poems about trees and their relationship with the world. The tree has a soul that must be cared for.

The child is born crying, then he smiles, then he cries again, then he smiles againt, hen he laughs.

The cat whispered to the man one morning and the man said, "That's just like you," and the dog meowed, and everyone was happy;

Just before going to bed, drink a cup of time that passes. It's good for your health.

Éliane Jules has created and drawn a fantastic universe around the leaves of different species of trees, and has written a poem for each character - a clown, a poet, an infanta, an insolent elf or a timid woodland fairy. Thus was born the Little Forest People, a herbarium of leaves to be tamed, recognized and dreamed of.

Enter my housethe music flutters between the beamsthe swallows announce the beauties of the worldand the foreign words open all the doors

From poem to poem, the seasons pass by. Summer, autumn, winter, spring... Silence of the wind, murmur of the pines, roar of the sea, song of the birds... These poems which are inspired by the form of haikus (small Japanese poems of three lines) are a hymn to nature, to its beauty, to the passing of time.