Manure-Merde-Liquid Brown Gold
thick flaccid pancakes and urine from bos taurus
sheeps ripe plumbs pig’s orderly sloppings
ducks geese chickens mono gastric droppings
a liquid gathering spewing forth a brown blizzard
spread on fallowed fields lying in wait for seeding

Now/Then
Jack and Jill plowed up the hill
to fetch a pail of grain
Jack plowed down and broke the sod

and Jill came seeding later

Paris Café Menus
gastronomy is like poetry sexuality and creativity
rolled in to one solitary menu board
silently singing out its virtues unlike high heeled
echoes on the cobblestones smooth as toes
sliding into black satin Versace pumps

Street Smart in Paris
for the surrealists in what Louis Aragon referred to
‘the wonderfull sense of the everyday’
as each arrondissement carries its secrets
blue and white enameled templates
connect you to fashion food art and history

in a venerable city of light

Reflective windowpane art on rue des Arts
I love Paris in the springtime…
having drunk deeply and eaten well
tis pleasant then to stroll along rue des arts
I love Paris in the fall
that is why oh why I love Paris…