9 posts tagged french poet

I was looking through a box of papers and came across a poem that I had scribbled down from a book. It was from 1998 from the Blue Moon Bookstore in Asheville, N.C. and it was the English translation to a poem by the French writer Rabelais.

Christian, a young wannabe Bohemian poet living in 1899 Paris, defies his father by joining the colorfully diverse clique inhabiting the dark, fantastical underworld of Paris’ now legendary Moulin Rouge.

abandoned the winter laces the dawn undresses in the undergrowth the drizzle embroiders new hours the poet rummages in the light

Determined to solve the coincidence of seeing the same conspicuous stranger three times in a day, Albert hires a pair of existentialist detectives, who insist on spying on his everyday life while sharing their views on life and the nature of the universe.

Determined to solve the coincidence of seeing the same conspicuous stranger three times in a day, Albert hires a pair of existentialist detectives, who insist on spying on his everyday life while sharing their views on life and the nature of the universe.

I remember a remote beach the corns, the crested lapwings my mother’s smile only lies

her song higher her step in the staircase and me I fall from my poem

word-eye way started again to seek one’s voice

Determined to solve the coincidence of seeing the same conspicuous stranger three times in a day, Albert hires a pair of existentialist detectives, who insist on spying on his everyday life while sharing their views on life and the nature of the universe.