at la closerie des lilas, may 29, 2011.
oh, it's like fate. or internet voodoo.
the very day after i post about la closerie des lilas, the writer's almanac delivers a poem about...lilacs. does that seem like an amazing coincidence to you, too?
in any case, it's my excuse to post one more photo of a sweet older couple (and share more sweet words).
***
lilac sunday
Let us agree to meet
here some winter
when the park
gates are locked,
and the arches thinned
of their vaulting green
to climb the wall,
thaw the icicles
and watch the rain
like flowering
cherry and lilacs
that kissed your hair;
some winter
when the fog is heavy,—
to return to this light.
--Diana Der-Hovanessian, via the writer's almanac
***
ok, one more:
"He looked very fine, Marshal Ney in his top-boots, gesturing with his sword among the green horse-chestnut leaves."
--E. Hemingway, "The Sun Also Rises"
photo: may 23, 2011
