Author: Sergio Remon Alvarez

belonging poem 0

A Place Where I Belong

Poem   I almost always find myself at the little pink house on Rue Saint-Vincent on the Butte Montmartre. I go there to see Amala Landré sing Edith Piaf songs and to see them...

travel poem 0

Northern Light

Poem   The light was still ours. It leaked from your eyes And your smudged hand Remains forever poised over Blank sheet. Night is never ending In that, we can agree. What little sun...

reminiscence poem 0

Strange Chinese Hat

Poem   There is Pâquerette in sepia toned photographs like a ghost in strange Chinese hat and shimmering dark dress. She sits beside Pablo in the old cafe on boulevard Raspail. Their knees nudge...