The Boulevardier’s Dawn/Cocktail Hour
Pilasters held up the roof of night
an unusual clement evening shortly past
the equinox
about were yet sprinkled holiday
lights
otherwise Manhattan washed
in twilight
twilight a fulsome and savvy blue
as pumped by an accordionist
sky the shade of a philosophe –
subtle, contradictory
when pilasters held up the roof of night
an aperitif of blue, twilight that piques
the senses
seeming to dissolve the divide to Paris
from Lexington Avenue to Left Bank
le Deuxieme e Duane Street
Champs Elysee and Chelsea
booksellers along the Seine
fringing Central Park, browsing the volumes
alors, in twilight – Paris a mere moment away,
a dip in “‘le pond Atlantique’”
the night pilasters held up the roof of night
beyond: the slow-divulging skein of Infinity
the eve moonrise (with its quadrant of frost)
is marked by propinquity
twilight: blue amour: as day seduces starlight