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Image Source: Brassai, circa1946 Source: letaobloquista
Brassai Roaming Paris
After the churning of buildings and bodies After the round ups of 75,000 Jewish citizens After the ovens to the east stopped their burning
The streets were swept The babies boomed And lovely ladies once again wore real silk stockings
You saw them stop for moment
The baby was sleeping
The headlines were posted Every word shouting LARGE FONT BLACK and BOLD
“Francais! Reveillez-vous!” “Aux Hommes d’Ordre et de Bon Sens”
She gave his arm a Contented almost sleepy Squeeze
Politics was politics again Life was life again
The baby woke up and began to cry.
-Skye
Brassaï • Notre Dame Gargoyle-Paris, 1932
Source: afrouif
Tucked into Paris between the two world wars
You came to me with the bright lights twinkling on softly rising city noises
And caught me in my common pose rain worn contemplative knowing nothing and everything
Yes, the photographer cried-
I saw this immediately the flash illuminated everything and nothing of you
How can that be old roof top friend that I only think of you in the rain
When in my grainy photo you are always here
-Skye