Cathedral of Auxerre

A view of the sculpture on the cathedral of Auxerre.

Clouds in Windowpane

Reflection of sky and clouds in this picturesque window in the French countryside.

Street Art

In the streets if Dieppe, a poignant artistic word: "Alone".

Extraordinary carvings, Paris

This intricately carved building is in Paris, abounding in details that are a real feast for the eye.

Single magnolia flower

A single magnolia flower near the top of this tree.

Line of Gargoyles, Cathedrale de Gisors

Line of gargoyles in this wonderfully sculpted cathedral with plenty of amazing details. Click on the photograph to see it it enlarged.

So Acute Was My Loneliness: Poem

So Acute Was My Loneliness

Cobbled stones, not dust.

So acute was my loneliness that dream I must.

Escapism was a flight from dreary realism.

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If roam I must, if chains I must break

Alone, in this pebble-strewn destiny

My happiness I must fake.

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So acute was my loneliness that home was far

Too far; too far and distant my loved ones and my thoughts

That in that black cosmic wilderness even the North Star

Seemed close enough to touch. That even my words

Seemed transparent and tinted with Orientalism

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So distant and cold, so empty my worlds.

So acute was my loneliness even the poems would not come

The words fled, the streets wet, a spectre I had become

My memories tinged with the bitter things I had done

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All alone. When dawns touched my lids after fitful sleep

I had resolved never, never to weep

However deep the pain. However acute the pain

The sun would shine tomorrow and I would become myself again.

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Copyright: Rani Turton

Sculpted Door

Detail of wooden sculpted door, Paris.

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