ON A PARIS VENTURE
"I met an Americain writer
of poetry today at Le Musee and,
you will not believe it, Jules--he
was NOT obnoxious!"
By PAUL HERTELENDY
They cried, A trip to Paris? Youre in Seine!
Ever since the Iraq-UN furors,
Our travelers are staying home in droves
To boycott France and keep from spending euros.
McDonalds on the Seine must cater to the Frenchmen, while
American Express is edgy, squeezing every dollar in its bureaus.
Ever since our freedom fries and freedom toast
(And students giving girlfriends freedom kisses too),
Our standing with the French is politically prickly.
US tourists underneath the Tricolore are rare as gum
In Notre Dame,
And visitors are speaking every language but American.
Our relations: sickly.
I came, and yet found not a conflict there,
Not when I wore a D-Day GI helmet (44!) most everywhere.
With entourage of sandbags, bedded down in timeless Paris,
I found resolution sleeping, in a timely dream:
That Bush-Chirac would duke it out in 15 rounds in boxing gloves,
And leave the rest of us to choose our dream and team and theme.
©2007 by Paul Hertelendy. The illustration is from IMSI's Master Clips Collection, 1895 Francisco Blvd. E., San Rafael, CA, 94901-5506, USA. This column first posted March 12, 2007.
Paul Hertelendy is editor and critic of the arts-review website www.artssf.com. To visit his website, click here: PAUL
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