Wednesday, June 12, 2024

A Karen Chamisso Poem





 Thoughts at the Denfort-Rochereau Metro Stop

The lion prowls in marble
with no lion tamer props
no stool no whip
to lend a civilizing touch
We like our marble lion rampant
but we much prefer
a cage to mediate
our flesh and jaw encounters
of the first kind.
Here the whip is seen
- so why do we so breathlessly wish for
The tumbled stool, the sawdust bloodied?
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2 comments:

Aaron said...

The opening sequence of Rivette's Pont du Nord could also be about this? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yObArvIHti8

3:45 PM
Roger Gathmann said...

I was thinking of Agnes Varda's short film about the Denfort Rocvhereau lion. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3CTLKGGYWp0

6:39 PM

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