I remember the marvels of airplanes,
The oceans of the clouds
And the frostwork blooming on the cabin window.
My fingers touched Stonehenge
And the Mother and Child sculpture
In St. Paul's Cathedral.
I remember the billboard that greeted us
When we left the train station,
Bare-backed Laetitia selling swimsuits
For the Galeries Lafayette.
I remember Paris and the smell of sulfur in the air
And the mascarons of the Musée Marmottan
And how that girl smiled as she rode
Her bicycle through the Trianons,
And how the gardens of Giverny were flushed with light.
I remember the sunset on the highways of France
As the girls on the bus
Sang songs of their own creation.
I remember Montmartre
And piles of garbage due to a strike.
I kicked an empty water bottle down the street
As the moon rose over the Sacré-Cœur
And a child cried, "la lune!"