The Tuesday poem: Fearing Paris by Marsha Truman Cooper

Tuesday Poem: Fearing Paris by Marsha Truman Cooper

Suppose that what you fear

could be trapped

and held in Paris.

Then you would have

the courage to go

everywhere in the world.

All the directions of the compass

open to you,

except the degrees east or west

of true north

that lead to Paris.

Still, you wouldn’t dare

put your toes

smack dab on the city limit line.

You’re not really willing

to stand on a mountainside,

miles away,

and watch the Paris lights

come up at night.

Just to be on the safe side

you decide to stay completely

out of France.

But then the danger

seems too close

even to those boundaries,

and you feel

the timid part of you

covering the whole globe again.

You need the kind of friend

who learns your secret and says,

“See Paris First.”

(by kind permission of the author)

I absolutely love this poem and I’m so pleased to be allowed to share it with you on the Tuesday Poem blog. I love its simplicity of structure and intent, and I find the underlying thrust of meaning extraordinarily powerful as well as comforting.

And I’m amused that I’m able to post it the day I arrive back from a long weekend in Paris! (See: it works…)

2 Responses to “The Tuesday poem: Fearing Paris by Marsha Truman Cooper”

  1. S.L. Corsua Says:

    A thought-provoking piece. I love it. I admire the thought process behind the poem, the intent to share wisdom, and the invite to take part in the ‘journey’ of the poem with the opening word, “suppose.”

    Thanks for sharing it, Belinda. Cheers.

  2. admin Says:

    I’m so delighted that you love this poem as much as I do, S.L. – and thanks for telling me, too.

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