Pier At Cannes
seen at a film (fish)
marketacross the bay, a string of lights
never thought she’d find herself
in an Antonioni film
yet here she is and so is he—
mere witnesses to an abstraction
the dark sea and dark sky meet somewhere
marketacross the bay, a string of lights
never thought she’d find herself
in an Antonioni film
yet here she is and so is he—
mere witnesses to an abstraction
the dark sea and dark sky meet somewhere
she thinks,
directing herself to find a gesture
as apt as this moment
he stares back
in irreflection
The sea and sky may kiss at the horizon
Why not we?
She turns
a cartwheel instead
to approach him
and yet remain distant
absurdity strikes
at the very heart
of the proposition
What a child, an American!
He is of course a French polygamist
with several children by several wives in farmhouses
scattered about the French countryside
so fated to act out
two wholly different scripts,
he says
Un écrivain a dit…
[A writer once said]
là où toutes les eaux se mèlent, là où il y a un delta—
[Where all the waters come together, at the mouth]
la merde l’a créé.
[shit created it.]
But what about beauty
she wonders too late
doesn’t beauty equal love?
she wanders too late
the sky darkens further
La bêtise
[Nonsense]
is his reply
from the edge
of that shore
they part
directing herself to find a gesture
as apt as this moment
he stares back
in irreflection
The sea and sky may kiss at the horizon
Why not we?
She turns
a cartwheel instead
to approach him
and yet remain distant
absurdity strikes
at the very heart
of the proposition
What a child, an American!
He is of course a French polygamist
with several children by several wives in farmhouses
scattered about the French countryside
so fated to act out
two wholly different scripts,
he says
Un écrivain a dit…
[A writer once said]
là où toutes les eaux se mèlent, là où il y a un delta—
[Where all the waters come together, at the mouth]
la merde l’a créé.
[shit created it.]
But what about beauty
she wonders too late
doesn’t beauty equal love?
she wanders too late
the sky darkens further
La bêtise
[Nonsense]
is his reply
from the edge
of that shore
they part
(2015)
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