B: Xxxxxxxxxvi: To B: On Mauritius - Poem by Douglas Scotney
on the way to Kolkata,
travel back in time,
past remorse, pain, grief and crime,
to love and joy,
then take them back to France
without giving India a chance?
Back there, did you
take up with a femme exotique
to make 'Paris, Queen of the Tropics'
one of poetry's favorite topics?
Poet's Notes about The Poem
62: Moesta et errabunda
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