construct//ed

Arc de Triomphe with la Tour Eiffel in the background / pic by c. schoenfeld

Arc de Triomphe with la Tour Eiffel in the background / pic by c. schoenfeld

 

on new year’s morn,
i wanna stand
on the top floor of the Eiffel tower,
(where Gustave Eiffel
had his apartment once)

with a glass champagne in hand,
watching from above,
how she stretches

after a nap,
after the firework went off,

putting on mascara,
& a dash of sunshine for her lovers,
et la Seine, running raw and wet
along her spine,
womb, hips, &–

i sit in a small café,
drink cappuccino
& munch chocolate almonds
from a crumpled paper bag,

outside drizzle
on cobblestone, so full of
possibilities, uneven ones, like life,
like us, i try

to build around the girders,
fragile— wind blows through,

we don’t catch it—
we don’t have to,

it’s the language (though we speak the same)
i say, the heart,
or both, maybe,

the carousel turns an endless loop,
scent of mulled wine from the christmas
market, buzzing lights, the year
ends, &

we’re moving, somewhere, somehow
with the things in hand
that one can carry,

after all not much,

“you never settled–”
“i don’t think so”, i say

& the height feels dizzying

.

at dVerse, with the new year knocking on the door already, it’s all about change & turns.. join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST..and as this is my last post in 2012…happy New Year to all of you…see you on the flipside…smiles

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70 responses to “construct//ed

  1. Wow, Claudia. I love this one. Especially this whole section:

    “watching from above,
    how she stretches

    after a nap,
    after the firework went off,

    putting on mascara,
    & a dash of sunshine for her lovers,
    et la Seine, running raw and wet
    along her spine,
    womb, hips, &–

    i sit in a small café,
    drink cappuccino
    & munch chocolate almonds”

    There’s a lot of magic, hope, and wistfulness in this one. It’s gorgeous and inviting, as if I could step in and share coffee and dreams with you.

  2. The words ‘we’re moving, somewhere, somehow / with the things in hand / that one can carry,’ say it all ~ wishing you a happy New Year, Claudia ~ looking forward to it 🙂

    • …merci, for sharing the image Of Arc de Triomphe with la Tour Eiffel in the background…

      Once again, merci, for sharing your beautiful, descriptive poetic words with your readers Of your wish on…

      [ new year’s morn,
      i wanna stand on the top floor of the Eiffel tower,
      (where Gustave Eiffel had his apartment once)
      with a glass champagne in hand,watching from above,
      how she stretches after a nap, after the firework went off…]

      …for the up-coming New Year with your …too!

      merci, deedee 🙂

  3. …you’ve such a gorgeous moments there Claudia… i love the idea of being at the top and the rest of the world, some feet below, glowing like city of lights for the coming of new year… excellent Claudia… Happy New Year to you & yours… smiles…

  4. it’s the language (though we speak the same)
    i say, the heart,
    or both, maybe,

    There are one or two passages that I shall carry in my hand from this poem for (I guess) a longish while.

  5. It’s a beautiful poem and it makes me a little sad, nostalgia …a feeling of being removed from somewhere/one.

  6. nice…the seine running raw along her spine….paris would be a beautiful place to spend new years….really like the snap back to reality…and the cobblestones, all different sizes and so full of possibility…..never settle….live….

  7. I love this …. You know I want to be there too 😉 a wonderful place where you just feel alive. Happy New Year Claudia to you and yours. May 2013 bring you much happiness.

  8. Claudia…you save me so much money cuz your travels are so real, tangible, I can smell Paris…and never ever have i heard the Seine described so sensuously! Wonderful write! You never cease to amaze and delight!

  9. Another new favorite – this has a loop de loop feel in and out of Eiffel and cafe and night and morn – and the close – of not settling very well done. Happy New Year, Claudia. I’ll probably say it again, but Happy happy. You give people much. k.

  10. Neat … the connection between the stationary tower and the stationary, but ever moving carousel … better be well grounded in life. Happy New Year, C. Love, cat.

  11. I love how you brought her to life, so vivid and stunning. I can only begin to imagine her beauty as the clock strikes 12 on New Year’s night.

  12. everything about this is change…the rain changes the appearance of the cobblestones, the almonds and chocolate change the sensations in your mouth, the passers by change every moment, even the Eiffel tower looks different from different perspectives…but what I really love…is the restlessness…the inability to sit still…or to settle down…and i think to always seek change is good… that’s how you see the world in as much detail as possible

  13. As always, your poetry makes me think, awakens my sense… I just love each and every poem you write, Claudia.

    I especially like:

    we’re moving, somewhere, somehow
    with the things in hand
    that one can carry,

    after all not much,

    “you never settled–”
    “i don’t think so”, i say

    & the height feels dizzying

  14. You brought to mind my November visit to Paris…the sights and sounds so very strongly represented in you poem…would love to be there this New Years Eve..have a wonderful NYE!

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  16. we’re moving, somewhere, somehow
    with the things in hand
    that one can carry,

    after all not much,

    “you never settled–”
    “i don’t think so”, i say

    & the height feels dizzying

    Love your work. Great ending – surety, with a slight glimpse of doubt. So much said in your prose. Thank you.

  17. I wanted to say bring me with you at the top of the tower ~ Smiles ~

    I too like the ending lines, I think its good not to be settled somehow ~

  18. Really liked this, these were my favorite lines:
    “i try
    to build around the girders,
    fragile— wind blows through,

    we don’t catch it—
    we don’t have to,”
    the carousel turns an endless loop,
    & the height feels dizzying”
    Happy New Year, & Thanks for the great prompt !!

  19. Thank you for the trip to Paris Claudia. I love how the sights , the sounds and the simple things come into their own… uneven cobblestones filled with possibilities, no matter where we are, who we are, we all move on, with only that with which we carry… I love how you weave all those thoughts into this postcard. Awesome!

  20. Beautiful piece…full of exquisite, visceral details:

    “outside drizzle
    on cobblestone, so full of
    possibilities, uneven ones, like life,
    like us, i try”

    Love this !

  21. Oh.. that French drizzle and champagne.. and the buzzing lights….you deliciously took me there…(want to go some day)…are you sure you didn’t work with Woody on the script of “Midnight in Paris”:? 😉 ….clearly we don’t have to seek change, it is synonymous with life..

  22. I love Paris from above, stretching and turning with the new year–under the Eiffel tower, near the carousel, over gardens and up and down the Seine–nothing is still: “putting on mascara,
    & a dash of sunshine for her lovers”

    Long, forever, may she have mornings to wake up in like this, a sense of possibility on your lips.

  23. Best wishes for the new year, Claudia. 🙂

    Reading this, I was reminded of Holly Golightly of Breakfast at Tiffany’s. There is a wistful longing quality in here and I could just saw the “I” of this poem like Holly in her signature black dress wandering about the streets, looking around her… 🙂

  24. Always get such a great mood from reading your poem. Cuppacino and chocolate almonds! And a light drizzle on cobblestones. How beautiful this scene.

    Happy 2013, Claudia.

  25. Claudia love your life and cobblestone analogy, brilliant!! Could feel the breeze in the Eiffel, and you’re right, we don’t have to catch it, just feel it kiss our cheek 🙂

  26. A great delightful imagery to take into the new year, I enjoyed the way it all interacted, the top of the Eiffel Tower, Champagne, Cobblestones and Almonds.
    An enjoyable reading.
    Ian

  27. ah you’ve just transported me straight back into the heartbeat and essence of Paris, la tour eiffel, la seine, et le sacre coeur hovering in the skyline – you conjure such tangible images, and your more subtle lines always catch me and create little detours of thought, I love this – “wind blows through,
    we don’t catch it—
    we don’t have to,”