La Place De La Concorde Poem by Brian Taylor

La Place De La Concorde

Rating: 5.0

(Harmony Square)

La Place de la Concorde
near the Hôtel Crillon.

In the Temps Perdu:
Madame Lafarge
and the tricoteuses
(who never forget)
sit and knit
to welcome Marie Antoinette.

'With my machine, '
Dr Guillotin tells the Assemblée Constituante,
'I cut off your head
in the twinkling of an eye,
and you never feel it! '

In the Here and Now:
a yellow granite obelisk
from the Luxor Temple,
3500 years old,
a present from the Ottoman viceroy of Egypt,
rises 75 feet above the centre of the square.

It, too, lost its cap in the sixth century BC
and has been given a gold-leafed replacement.
Unlike Marie Antoinette.

In 2000, the French 'Spiderman',
no hard hat or safety net
- just climbing shoes and hands quite bare,
scaled the obelisk right to the top
to the astonishment of Harmony Square.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Wood 30 May 2013

A lovely poem. I love Paris very much despite being a very expensive city. A lovely poem

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