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PARIS, MON AMOUR

"when the Gods want to punish you, they answer your prayers" --line from the film "Out of Africa" She stopped, transfixed, a breathless butterfly pinned to a board, and she said, "That is So beautiful!" Then, turning to her husband as they stood in my kitchen before an aerial photograph of L'Ile de la Cite' shaped like a ship in the beating heart of Paris, (young Yuppie wife of entrepreneurial architect who owned half the houses on the street where I lived), she asked with pleading eyes, "Could we go someday?" Knowing the appetite for that which lies beyond Beyond: Paris, La Cite' Emeraude, or wherever is the personal Shangri La, I wished I could have shared what I've known: a second floor apartment in an historic building in the 12th--its circular staircase royally carpeted in red, enclosing a tiny lift, depositing us to a storied paradise, its rooms extending beyond glass doors of an antechamber into a formal salon, two stately bedrooms with balconies, and a "bureau," birthplace of poems, diaries of dreams, and in the interior courtyard beneath our common windows, open to the Paris bleu, a caged canary sang, lusting for open sky in mornings filled with the perfume of freshly baked pastries and baguettes from the patisserie below. Once, I was besotted with a man who told me after lovemaking, "I never knew how much yearning you needed." He divined this, and for a time he fed that soul hunger in me, so that it was hard when he left, and they always leave. Ships seeking harbor, leave in their wake a yearning in the corners of your life, which will surely bring back Paris and everyone you have ever loved, which will somehow, somehow, against all odds, satiate the supplicant heart.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 4/25/2009 7:21:00 AM
What is it about this....that? I have friends who save every penny they make during the year so they can spend their vacations in Paris. It's romance! Some have it to a large degree, some very little. You, dear Nola, are blessed with the former and it comes out so beautfully.
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Date: 2/22/2009 6:49:00 AM
This is very beautiful indeed. Your talent just shines through this. Sad and cutting, but a wise and insightful message...nice to meet your work! Best wishes, Sara:)
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