Near the Strange Bust of Guillaume Apollinaire

Guillaume Apollinaire’s Bust

The bust of Guillaume Apollinaire
greets those who walk
into this vest pocket parc that cuddles up
against Saint-Germain-des-Prés.

Russian emigres chatter
on the bench next to mine.

The back of Apollinaire’s head looks like
a baked potato.
One does not make vodka from baked potatoes.

The Russians take another drink and
I can tell the subject has changed,
softened.


They toss bread to the birds and the man
who is doing most of the talking
turns to one woman and speaks in English:
"You are a tough old lady a tough old girl"

I look back at the potato head

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