Morning on the Seine Near Giverny
Branches & white orchids bent…
Out of inequity, the faux congruous
& out of that, the sheen: layers shine
along the Seine, a scene impressed
upon a man who as a boy rode a pink
rocking horse through the west. Years pass.
She was interesting & tall, though not at all
interested in standing by the river with me.
This morning, her biscotti dipped briefly
in a mellow espresso, I expressed how
pretentious it all seemed. She scoffed
& bought a snow globe from the Met –
something wicked this way went. I pray
for reasons to believe the fallacy of colour.
This poem was written for the 20 Poem Challenge.
JIM DAVIS is a student of Human Development and Psychology at Harvard University and has previously studied at Northwestern University and Knox College. He reads for TriQuarterly and his work has appeared in Bellevue Literary Review, The Harvard Crimson, Portland Review, Midwest Quarterly, and California Journal of Poetics, among others. In addition to writing and painting, Jim is an international semi-professional American football player. @JimDavisArt
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