Part 4

Paris November 2009
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Finally, Ms. Georges has been seen trying on genie pants, a trend among the sartorially daring. We understand she is working on an installment on fashion (black is, yes, the new black), which she hopes to dispatch if completed before her time in Paris concludes (elas)—but there is research to be conducted; writing to be, err, written; cuisine to be sampled; boites and things to be explored, and "miles to go before [she] sleep[s] . . and miles to go before [she] sleep[s]." Your correspondent will end with photos of some familiar Parisian things for your consideration (and she hopes, delectation). Allons y!

A view from the Arc de Triomphe

A statue at the Musée D'Orsay (above)



Louis Vuitton blings out on the Champs Élysées

expressions of empire

intricate constructions. . .

Interior, I.M. Pei pyramid, the Louvre





Teenage hangout at Parc des Buttes Chaumont

View from teenage hangout (below)

Le Moulin Rouge, Pigalle (red light) district, by day


Ourcq Canal, in 19th arrondissement, leading to countryside

La Geode, Cité des Sciences et Industries

special thanks to my 3 brothers for the gift of a digital camera (for my birthday
last year) which enabled me to take pics of paris—ms. georges

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Paris November 2009

Ms. Georges’ daytime activities, questionable of course, pale in contrast to her evening excursions: attendance, for example, at the American expatriate soirée hosted by Ms. Patricia LaPlant Collins, with the writer/colleague Kathleen Spivack; the readings and rendez-vous at la Maison de la Poésie—occasions which appeal to artists, communists, the specters of communards, and homosexuals alike, as we are well aware. We will not mention her outings to Montmartre, etc., and so forth.



Ms. Spivak and the inimitable Ms. LaPlant Collins (above) Ms. Spivak and Ms. Georges (left)



Writers Claire Malroux, Emmanuel Moses, and Marilyn Hacker, with the venerable Jerome Rothenberg seated and reading behind Moses (below)

(and back of head of the specter of a communard)

friends (with fine plummage) at the Brasserie Balzar, with fellow writer/journalist Sabrina Crawford


door of church in Monmartre

with the shadows of leaves
a late evening stroll

Monmartre and towers of the Basilique du Sacré-Coeur in background

glowing light of the tower
(the great catholic god is watching you!)

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Paris November 2009

And here, Ms. Georges traipsing through the famous Cimetière du Père Lachaise, visiting the tomb of the unfortunate Jim Morrison, and Chopin’s tomb as well.



Ms. Georges with hair like Mortitia’s



Great, great grandfather of the Etiennes of Port-au-Prince, Miami, and Montreal perhaps? There is a certain resemblance to one Patrick Etienne. . .




Grave of the unfortunate Jim Morrison


Sarcophagi

when autumn leaves start to fall
Sarcophagus of the Famille Valentin

Below Monsieur Rondeau—Michael, friend of la famille Georges, in Paris for international cancer research funding purposes, but who uncannily resembles a middle eastern terrorist

Tomb of a mysterious diva

















the beginning of darkness

we exeunt