A TALE OF TWO CITIES IN THE RAIN


GLASGOW


i tapped him on the shoulder

he looked up 

mumbled Change please

clutching an empty coffee carton

with both hands

blank white face

funny empty eyes

in his twenties 

i gave him some coins

he slumped back into the foetal position

quivering  

what was he doing there

in the rain

wrapped in that yellow membrane

against the cold

and the wind

going nowhere

nowhere to go

stranded

on a street

in glasgow

what was he doing there


PARIS

this is giacometti

great guy

great artist

with his head between his shoulders

crossing a street in paris

to get to the cafe where his friend

cartier-bresson

the photographer

great guy

great artist

is waiting for him

watching for him

from the café window

as usual he is late

and as usual never wears a hat

and never takes a taxi

even when like now

il pleut des grenouilles

cartier-bresson smiles as he takes this photograph

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