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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PARIS SOUS LA PLUIE (AN EARLY BONNARD), by JAMES MONAHAN Poet's Biography First Line: Each has his france; and mine's three feet by two Last Line: From their talk, in that café, in its smoke-loud air. Subject(s): Bonnard, Pierre (1867-1947); Cities; Paris, France; Travel; Urban Life; Journeys; Trips | |||
EACH has his France; and mine's three feet by two and Bonnard signed it ... who from his attic saw the Gallic anger of that rain that grew to a passionate moment, dwindled, became no more than the washed Paris smell, with a trickle from slate and drain. Wet roofs he saw turn vague with approaching night, and night was a malefactor masked in the rain, footpadding down dark passages. No light had challenged it — till the café lamps in his street rose like a small, companionable sun over motionless cobble-pools. ... And there, down there my painter too would go to-night, would meet Lautrec, Latour. And gold of France would be spun from their talk, in that café, in its smoke-loud air. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RICHARD, WHAT'S THAT NOISE? by RICHARD HOWARD LOOKING FOR THE GULF MOTEL by RICHARD BLANCO RIVERS INTO SEAS by LYNDA HULL DESTINATIONS by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE ONE WHO WAS DIFFERENT by RANDALL JARRELL THE CONFESSION OF ST. JIM-RALPH by DENIS JOHNSON SESTINA: TRAVEL NOTES by WELDON KEES TO H. B. (WITH A BOOK OF VERSE) by MAURICE BARING ALBERTINE ASKS FOR A POEM by JAMES MONAHAN |
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