Paris is one of the beautiful cities of the world
The people there, on the street and in the cafes,
Are active.
Compared to elsewhere, they have more of the actor’s attitude.
Most are so happy and delightful
Except myself so long in suffering.
Most every night I take a walk along the Seine
Quite by habit to see those poor and weak and old people
Men and women who use the grass as their bed
And the brick for their pillow.
They have no longer any thought
But tall buildings and gardens before the houses.
Suddenly now
I feel those people living long lives without taking.
And no doubt they are the vanguards of those non-propertied.
From this I see much depth in things natural
Combined with human expression.

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