1
From last century, the art
of Henri Laurens: its domestic scale
alive in our moment of ones and zeros
2
Once, in the 5ième, on Avenue
Gay-Lussac,
I stayed in a triangular apartment,
balcony adjoining the bathroom,
travelled north through Place Monge,
named for a geometer, its stalls
of onion and garlic, en route
for the International City of Art
3
Metal chimney extensions ascend
a wall by a viaduct, seeking light;
the park below inhabited by empty
bottles
4
(July 14)
After a washed out parade
an image of the General
commands blank space
before the Hôtel de Ville
Après midi, the clouds scatter,
commandos drop into the Tuileries
protected by gendarmes
as they fold their chutes

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