once we made mad love making Madeleines and after, shots of Pernod... absinthe-minded, we loved again atop buttery crumb cc: Chagall 2021
Tag Archive: Proust
capture it
this time
as it flees, capture
time feeling, time
slipping, once
it’s felt and fled
then
are the young French girls
now?
© Chagall 2014
plaster of Paris
falls from the ceiling
seals me in
it’s Fall
autumn in Paris
leaves, me
she’s left
but I’m right
in the end
on the Left Bank
of Paris
atop a bookstall
looking down
at the Seine
all the sane
watch my dive
I descend like a Swann
falls through
all the time
lost
remember our walks
along budding groves
and Guermantes Way?
© Chagall, 2013
Alphabet City 