Baby City, April City,
angel spirits hiding in the gates,
poets, parasites in their hair, beautiful Baudelaire,
Artaud, Rimbaud, Apollinaire,
contemplate the night city –
Whistleblowers and goalkeepers,
Penalty of Montparnasse, mortal Notre Dame,
contemplate the night circle, the inherited dome,
Hugo and Zola buried together,
harleccino’s death trap,
the Seine breeds filthy sludge,
The Eiffel looks from above – it sees the Apocalyptic scorching with ants.
nyc city ,
Town of dead and buried Germans.
Mamma Guerra’s doll house.
Gregory Corso with Jocelyn Rothschild – Chez Rothschild sur Ile St. Louis
A poet ugly as sin with a dark view of the City of Light, although anyone who has lived there long enough to identify a friend at the morgue by the Seine is no longer fooled by the lights.
Le Quai de Le Rapee. The black hearses of the State driving the departed from the Bastille to the cemetery de Pere Lachaise.
ps. the opening line of another version is recorded as ‘Childcity, Aprilcity’.
pps My search for Jocelyn Rothschild came up goose-eggs.
ppps The only found meaning for Harlecinno as the Itlaian word arlecinno, an amusing servant in theater
I found this poem thanks to Eric Mitchell, Pittsfield Capitalist and B-Movie legend.
