Paris Is Still There Comments
Paris is still there clutching her river.
Scudding zeppelins of vapor drifting above;
Glaring blue shields of summer sky
Relentlessly press down as she covers her eyes
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Paris personified! You have captured the ever-present mood, affect, and power of Paris; especially on lovers. Lovely! Marianne Larsen Reninger
Thank you, Marianne! I am so glad you came by to visit, and happier still that you enjoyed this poem. Thank you for all your kind and gracious comments. Have a beautiful day! Neal
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8/8/2025 5:56:16 PM # 1.0.0
In this poem I most relate, am most caught, by the simile in the last stanza. The image of a bridge in relationships is not unfamiliar, but, most importantly, it well describes the yearning, the reaching, between two people existentially alone but wanting to connect. I particularly remember the feeling as an adolescent wanting so much to cross what seemed the impossible distance between me and some girl. The bridge is an image with archetypical resonance. Glen
Thank you, Glen, for your thoughtful insights. I remember those days of youth, as well, those tentative attempts at connection. And also in longstanding relationships, sometimes bridges break, and those connections have to be repaired. Grace and peace, my friend, Neal