Provençal Triptych: Une Pause Française

How about a little pause française in your day? Here’s a poem by David Wolf, my husband (also known as Mr. Sportcoat). May it bring a little loveliness to this moment.

 

Provençal Triptych

baguette-shaped clouds

above the brûléed plain

dusted just now in lavender

light

*

after the rain shower:

pastis puddle

along the trail

*

a little late-afternoon wine at a café

after milling about

the ruins of a Roman villa

Sinatra’s “Summer Wind”

blows through…

glazing the moment

in honey

 

 

 

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