A Poem in Paris

I thought I’d write one sentence

while I’m here

because

it is a special place

and because

i am wondering

if

perhaps

a bit of magic

something in the air

might find its way

in

whether by accretion from the workshop

of Burroughs and Ginsburg

et al

rendering the books and their powers

slightly weaker

for their sacrifice

or maybe

by addition of what little

i have

on my own

to something gleaned by a sort of osmosis

without removing

anything

and this is the sentence

though it is too long

i think

to be a good one.


Remember to visit the summer’s main page. The year’s traveling is almost up, but there are many posts already up and more posts to go!

About Steve Capone

Interested in Domestic and Foreign Policy, Ethics, and Political Thought. One-time adjunct instructor and current full-time educator of small humans. Europhile, historophile, & bibliophile. M.S. Philosophy (Univ. of Utah 2013) M.A. Humanities (Univ. of Chicago 2007)
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3 Responses to A Poem in Paris

  1. ABCDE says:

    Perfect. Very Billy Collins. Tres magnifique.

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