“At the age of thirty-seven
She knew she’d found forever
As she rode along through Paris
With the warm wind in her hair”
(Marianne Faithfull in The ballad of Lucy Jordan)
Seraing (B)
Where’s the beauty here?
Brocante or anything you don’t need
“Little things that no one needs —
Little things to joke about —
Little landscapes, done in beads.
Little morals, woven out,
Little wreaths of gilded grass,
Little brigs of whittled oak
Bottled painfully in glass;
These are made by lonely folk.
Lonely folk have lines of days
Long and faltering and thin;
Therefore — little wax bouquets,
Prayers cut upon a pin,
Little maps of pinkish lands,
Little charts of curly seas,
Little plats of linen strands,
Little verses, such as these.”
(Dorothy Parker in Bric-A-Brac)
Orp-Jauche (B)
