Airport caverns, railway station glasshouses,
crossroads’ starfishes,
marzipan forms of Metropolitain...
Metal lighthouse tells the way,
I admire the huge writing-desk, carved ingeniously,
controlling the city centre.
The second one has modern design
and shines in the viewfinder.
Beset by cuneiform writing I appreciate
courageous shape of Hammurabi’s Code.
The painting by Pierre Prud’hon illuminates my face,
The circle,
illuminating Mona Lisa’s face,
arches corners of her lips.
Fruitless attempts with mouth-to-mouth
resuscitation on
Oscar Wilde’s tomb.
Victor Noir’s magic ridge, the
hill for female pilgrims.
Pilgrimages, equipped with peruvian caps
from booths, conquer the courageous shape
of metal lighthouse...
It tells the way to marzipan forms of Metropolitain,
crossroads’ starfishes,
railway station glasshouses and airport caverns.