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Bridges

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It drizzled and you held me closer
As we walked across Pont Neuf
As we had so many times before
As we had the night we met
It was fitting that we say ‘Adieu’
On the spot where we fell in love

A moonless night where clouds sheltered lovers
Who kissed in the gentle rain
While we could only weep,
Was a strained note
A tortured melody

We huddled close
Not speaking the words
We’d rehearsed a thousand times
“Inevitable” was what always came to mind before anything else

We stopped mid-way looking at the landscape
Seeing only broken dreams
Other bridges
Places we’d been
Reminders of days and nights together

That night on Pont des Arts
Where like other lovers
We’d left a lock and threw the key into the Seine
Even then as we kissed we knew
“Inevitable”

More bridges than those across the river
Each greater than the one before
We said it didn’t matter
That we could overcome any bridge
But in the end we knew
It was inevitable

©Cate Derham

Letter from Paris

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I found an old letter in a box
The kind of letter nobody writes anymore
It had been opened and neatly replaced in its envelope
Written in lovely script
A love letter to an American woman from her former lover in France
“Tu me manque,” the letter said.
I miss you.
My grandmother had never spoken of this man to me
But I know she hadn’t forgotten him
His picture lay next to the letter
He was young and handsome
Like Jean-François
Whom I hadn’t thought about in years
We had said Adieu on Pont Neuf that night
While other lovers kissed, we cried
With quiet, unshed tears
And now those almost forgotten memories
Have been revived
By an old letter that I’d found
In a box