I can see the left bank, right bank,
barges in between
unable to negotiate current,
moored.
Dross races over the river surface.
Docks tempt the Seine.
Bubbles marooned
in brackish water
grandly tour
no sewers.
Souvenir erector sets,
photos of gewgaws;
nothing changes hands.
No monkeys climb the tower.
Gargoyles shut their eyes or have no eyes.
Nothing matches.
About the AuthorA technology management professional specializing in corporate intranets and extranets, Catherine Daly's poetry has been published in both print and Internet magazines. Catherine Daly is the America Online Poetry Mentor, "Webgrrl." When she's not busy developing computer software applications, she teaches future poets how to hone their craft.
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