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Paris Haiku
by Virginie Colline

 
rococo tangle
longing for simplicity
after the jungle

a blue-jean clad nymph
sitting on the fountain sill
sunny Saint-Sulpice

mirific dishes
upon the dusty chalkboard
waiter in ambush

cries of living dolls
the pink carousel horses
bobbing on their poles

Paris has vanished
stolen by the klepto wind
pocketful of dream

feverish stampede
chimeras and viragos
down the corridor

the bright red petals
in the wake of my regrets
thorn-sharp memory

moonlit Sacré-Cœur
preternaturally quiet
a night in Montmartre

 

David Evans, Feature Editor

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