And the snow fell heavy on the streets of Monmatre
February 10th, 2012 | News, Sean's Poetry | admin | No CommentsLe Place des Invalides Birds, black chisel nicks In the white Cathedral mask of the sky Snow falls quicker Born of the uncandled quarter The land of failed prayers. The font of this time is empty Only ice and the blown out light Of unfinished windows. Across the river, towards Le Place des Invalides Statues […]
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