J.D McNair

Paris Rain - Poem by J.D McNair

Cold, wet and windy day in Paris
A bench by a window in a warm coffee shop
Slight cold wind comes in through a crack in the window frame
Raindrops trail on the pane
Low hum of traffic and car horns liven the outside world
Whistles in the distance
Pedestrians in the light rain
Office workers, tourists, brave the weather
No where to go, no where to be, nothing to do
Except enjoy the warmth
And the view of the street
And Paris, on a cold wet winter day.

Comments about Paris Rain by J.D McNair

  • Rookie Shireen Ramadan (7/16/2012 4:53:00 AM)

    It makes me remind Ezra Pound atmosphere ov the city & visualisation, brilliant :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 15, 2012

Poem Edited: Friday, October 19, 2012

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