PARIS

I am writing from Paris

What a surreal experience

Green and white wiggles over this wishful river, near the Pont nuef

as white wishing flies are gently blown about just above by Spring winds

This is nothing less than a moment in time to experience, to fully grasp

Chatter grows and laughter echos behind me

as my Molskine notebook hovers over this river

my eyes peering into its flow behind this page