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A Lady in Paris MAG
The river, scribbling its sketches
Of the passers-by, of the sights and lights of the city
In its reflections
Does not faze me.
I am indifferent
To the fair blossoms of Spring;
I am unmoved
By the splendor
Of the magnificent Cathedral.
The birds singing
A thousand melodies in unison
Do not bring joy to my ears;
The gentle rain
Caresses me,
But I do not grace it
With a reaction
For how can I love what I have gained
When I have lost all else?
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This poem draws inspiration from my favorite book, Victor Hugo's masterpiece Les Miserables. I read it in sixth grade and absolutely adored it, but I could not help but wonder what happened to Jeanne, the older sister of Jean Valjean, after she is last mentioned living in Paris with six of her seven children missing. I decided to channel her and write a poem from her point of view.