L'Étoile de MerA Poem by Casey TruaxI remember the marvels of airplanes, The oceans of the clouds And the frostwork blooming on the cabin window. My fingers touched Stonehenge And the Mother and Child sculpture In St. Paul's Cathedral. I remember the billboard that greeted us When we left the train station, Bare-backed Laetitia selling swimsuits For the Galeries Lafayette. I remember Paris and the smell of sulfur in the air And the mascarons of the Musée Marmottan And how that girl smiled as she rode Her bicycle through the Trianons, And how the gardens of Giverny were flushed with light. I remember the sunset on the highways of France As the girls on the bus Sang songs of their own creation. I remember Montmartre And piles of garbage due to a strike. I kicked an empty water bottle down the street As the moon rose over the Sacré-C�"ur And a child cried, "la lune!"
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