From Salpetriere to L’Odeon
At night streets revert to eighty winding lanes.
The people retreat behind locked doors
traffic disappears
pedestrians grow scarce
and darkness becomes a stage
for the mosque’s bowed reflection in the Seine
for the street cleaner splashing cobbles
for the bright bourgeois party behind thin curtains
for the Roman wall shouldering up against St. Genevieve
for the shuttered shops of Rue Mouffetard
for the exile home of Thomas Paine
for the pocked memories of the resistance on Sorbonne walls.
And there!
Behind those garden gates
and past the stone facades –
TheTour Eiffel explodes in a bright finale!
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