a taste of ‘Paris’

102 writers discover / rediscover / reinvent / reminisce about Paris

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For a week, I’ve cruised the Louvre, / climbed Notre-Dame stairs to stare at gargoyles, / trudged behind a Versailles guide  from Paris Disco Life by John Grey

Maybe it was the rather handsome young man? Had he got the sex wrong?  from Two Halves by Mangal Patel

I passed the manic Arc de Triomphe, / Walked along the glamorous Champs-Élysées. / At night everything was equally closed.  from Date by Maria Jackson

The talk, where she may or may not have asked me to scatter her ashes in the Seine, took place after it had been made clear the bloodthirsty tumor would not be leaving her body.  from All Things Must Pass by Conor Christofferson

I am single, bilingual, as the Pet Shop Boys sang, and, as I needed to keep my French up to speed, I decided to take my summer holiday a few years ago in Paris.  from Paris When It Sizzles by Ronald T. Hardwick

I could be accused of laziness, / expecting the plane to land / where my ticket said it would.  from Paris Was Not There by Steve Evans

And he’s snarling, guttural, somewhere past words. His hand grabs for anything and lands on his own chef’s knife—a birthday gift from Alain Ducasse. A sharp inhale.  from Rare by Dorit d’Scarlett

They don’t know I was once a young Parisian, / auburn tendrils tickling pink cheeks  from Ooh La La by Paula Rudnick

“It’ll be a demonstration,” Lily said from the cash register. “Anti-prime minister. Anti-capitalism. Anti-climate change. You name it.”  from Fifteen Pages by Peter Farrar

… we hear American voices from tourists / wearing American jeans (made in China) / with American sneakers (made in Vietnam)  from Walking to the Eiffel Tower by Rob McKinnon

though I have / never seen it, there must be a street in Paris like this one  from Mind Travel by Amy Soricelli

As the infamous French debate became more and more passionate, words stuck in my throat, constricting my airways.  from Le Dîner by Maureen Bridget Rabotin

We may have sounded foreign, but we made an effort to be understood and were never rebuffed as we navigated Paris.  from Navigating Paris by Janet McMillan Rives

He wishes he were hearing that whiskey voice, / crooning to him like a lost Juliette / Gréco  from Café de la Paix by Mike Lewis-Beck

He was drawn to the characters / Those faraway drinkers / The scene and the Bohemian way  from The Print by James Bates

The second time I came to Paris, I came with my wife, / before we had learned to hold small hands.  from Hall of Mirrors by Andrew Robson

He pulls me toward him by the shoulder as we keep walking. “No love. It’s only for grown-ups in these shops.”  from Paris 1976 by Ana Constantinou

Turns out that he had never lived in Paris / but at his family’s feudal estate  from Occupations by James B. Nicola

One day, Tony arrived home from work to a blaze of candlelight, with Charles Trenet playing on the speaker in the lounge.  from The Trip by Henry Bladon

In one café a waiter has feet so tired / they seem to disappear into pavement.  from 14th Arrondissement by Ed Ruzicka

But I have no need for any Museum / when everywhere one looks one can see / paris—Paris—PARIS  from Musée Flaneur by Phillip Periman

I wondered if, like me, / she answered phones and scrubbed coffee pots / (but did so primly, with Parisian ennui)  from The Girl on the 6 by Janna Layton

He could have been Baudelairean but as he boards the bus he becomes Orwellian, with his messy bundle and dusty shoes.  from The Buses of Paris by Sue Burge

Famous pictures sulked behind panes / of Lucite. Tourists coughed remarks / in ten languages.  from An Afternoon in Paris by William Doreski

“When I first saw him smoking, I found myself reminiscing. I was probably staring at him unintentionally.”  from Craving by Kevin Hopson

At its highest point, the Ferris wheel jars to a sudden stop. Sitting at the very top. In the darkness.  from A Night in Paris by Susan Delgado-Watts

Once I took a taxi early to the Gare de Lyon / and the driver stopped halfway across the Seine / to take a photo.  from Crossings by Susanna Lang

The street before me is dense with people and commerce but at every block a cobblestone rivulet darts away to a different quarter … from Observer by James Ziersch-O’Connor

The café’s atmosphere transformed with her departure. Her vibrant presence had brought life to the everyday monotony.  from City of Lights, Table for One by C. Jude Ferguson

Where else to set such a story but here in this city reputed the lodestone of romance, with its streets stalked by a vicious disease for which there was no cure.  from The Lovers by Eddy Knight