Sunday, February 21, 2010

Cirque Romanes, Porte de Champerret

The red of the great circus tent is burning everything.
Its end of winter, an ancient heater churns out a heavy heat.
Its mid afternoon, the performance is languid, i would like to sleep.
But if i close my eyes they may fall.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Monday, February 15, 2010

Rue Jean Moiner, 10eme

The Doll Mender, Avenue Parmentier 11eme

 A rare trade indeed.

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Le Progress Bar, Rue des Trois Freres,18eme

Passed the old Progress bar we used to know well, before the trouble.

Going home but its still early, thinking about Alexander Mcqueen killing himself today. An unsettling riddle, high talent leaving.

The snow has just stopped falling but the cold has kept most from the midnight streets, the bars of monmartre glow beneath the mist like secret jewels.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Boulevard Beaumarchais, 11eme

A shop that sells chaos.

Sunday, February 07, 2010

Chateau de Fontainebleau

Its early, a pair of swans move slowly across the water to meet us.
Its a good sign.
Maybe everything will be okay.

Wednesday, February 03, 2010

rue Reval, 19eme

I dont know what this means, I should have paid more attention, 
I should have tried harder, keep getting it wrong.