Paris - Reminiscing

in the park
of a typical Parisian square
in the spring - where

the entrance to the 'metro' at
'Sevre - Babylone' waits to take you,
into the city - as

young children play
and mothers watch-over
and all life is there - amongst

the typical 'hubbub'
of a city and...
and I am taken back - it

is fifty years ago
and I am taken back to this address.
To '8 Rue de Babylon' - Enter

through a door
into the small courtyard beyond,
past a small shuttered window - nip

past the concierges apartment,
up the many flights of stairs
to a small dusty flat - with

enough space for young lovers
there's a little window to enjoy 
a view of the city - (and

the  'Le Bon Marche'
where 'Beaujolais nouveau'
was two francs a bottle) - and

a boulangerie,
every morning; for breakfast,
fresh croissants and bread - and

now, here I sit
looking up at that building
where paper planes once spiralled - from

the little window high above me,
floating on the breeze,
landing by the very same spot - where,

with my wife
I now sit and I start...

   reminiscing



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