Jacques Prevert

(4 February 1900 – 11 April 1977 / Neuilly-sur-Seine)

Dimanche - Poem by Jacques Prevert

Entre les rangées d'arbres de l'avenue des Gobelins
Une statue de marbre me conduit par la main
Aujourd'hui c'est dimanche les cinémas sont pleins
Les oiseaux dans les branches regardent les humains
Et la statue m'embrasse mais personne ne nous voit
Sauf un enfant aveugle qui nous montre du doigt.


Comments about Dimanche by Jacques Prevert

  • (10/14/2018 9:48:00 AM)


    You might have got a French speaker rather than an illiterate computer to read this poem. Go on. You know it makes sense. (Report) Reply

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  • (9/28/2015 11:14:00 AM)


    What a jewel! Thanks for choosing! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 6, 2012



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