Thursday, July 23, 2015

Rose Window, Notre Dame de Paris

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I was there.
The rain-sleeked
streets never dried,
staining the city steel.

(When the rain silvered more,
you could have taken it for
Granite. Glinting in the street lamps,
glittering through the fogged
net where cigarette smoke
settles to socialize and sense
the dull sharpening of the world.)

I loved steel.
I loved the streets,
small dog shits and all.
I loved fumbling through
Desolees and Parlez-vous Anglais?
I really loved the way the
lined, lean men gobbled me up
with famished eyes. Nobody owned me;
I braced, I softened.

The rose window of Notre Dame
watched me come and go. Watched the men,
the dogs, the rain, the streets, blanketing us
with shards of appraisal. Rainbows.
They gave me the creeps. Guilt, or something.
I hid from her, sliding round the curves
of the beetle-green Metra pole,
down into the absinthe hole,
I hid from her, my Rose. I hid from her in Paris,
from her glances there, from all shades of them.

Later, I would find salvation jaune at
Notre Dame de la Garde. But that is an
otro conversation, altogether, one for
the sun-burnt squeaky café tables
tucked round the docks in Marseilles,
between the abandon of Paris and the peacocks of Barcelona.

Stick to the story – C’est la vie.

Inspired by Phoenix Rising Poetry Guild's prompt and my own trip(s) to Paris.


Mama Zen said...

Gorgeous, gorgeous imagery!

kold_kadavr_ flatliner said...

You dont gotta be anymoe, Curly - gotta be a windswept-horizontal-soul.
If you'd just follow us.

Coming to my BIG-ol,
John Belushi, party hardy
in illustrious Seventh-Heaven?
Eternal pleasure-beyond-measure??

...yet, gotta quit materialism
N whorizontal vanity: God's Rules
are hardly crippling; SIN is crippling.

Yes, earthling, Im a NDE -
so I now know s'up, literally.
God bless your indelible soul.

kold_kadavr_ flatliner said...

Who sez????
Do you???
A mortal???
God doesnt.
I. Love. You.
And all whom I love
will make Seventh-Heaven.
I have God's promise.