Rodin Exhibition Paris Poem by Stephen Brian Brady

Rodin Exhibition Paris



We are the exhibition
Evolution
Just behind the hedge
Holding onto innocuous white cuppa-cappuccinos
Keeping our nerve
As a pigeon swerves into a laurel

We're just passing through
Rejoice
We view these aliens in bronze and stone
Held-fast by a dead hand
Prepared to launch into the unknown
With.....

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Stephen Brian Brady

Stephen Brian Brady

Lancashire England
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