For Else
Stoned, immaculate
Siren for a delicious purgatory
a wanton butterfly she flutters wings that beckon
to a bed of lurid bliss
She mopes she languishes she swoons
she formulates a trajectory to the stars
from the milky way of her bosom to the glistening ivory of her ice cold thighs
A gambit for a gentle trap so you can fall into a warm moist grotto
and shut her doe eyes with kisses four
She does not leave you by a cold hill side
but caresses your tongue in her luscious mouth
her lips labia that clasp a deep penetration
and hold you transfixed
She leaves you a broken wreck
panting for more
You beg for
just a glimpse
An insolent glare has you shuddering
you want her to incinerate you with those eyes
incendiary transports to a cosmic nirvana
Her anger and petulant pout
a delirium
a narcotic -
you will expire for a fix
Until she graces her enfolding embrace over you
and sighs deep ecstatic sighs
Agony
Until she turns you to her
and you drown in a dark languid pool
I watched Jean Renoir’s LA NUIT DU CARREFORE only weeks ago for the very first time. I’ll admit I will need to sit through it again to absorb it’s dazzling style, even if it’s widely contended that there is a section missing from the film, which adversely affects the seemingly convoluted narrative. Of course, as you so compellingly relate here there is a poetic underpinning to this celebrated noir, which in and of itself is a sturdy argument against dismissal. Your brush strokes have again painted this most fascinating character from all levels of deceit (and therwise). A number of Renoir’s earlier films would be elevated further by your very special interpretations. (UNE PARTIE DE CAMPAGNE, LA CHIENNE foremost).
Hi! Tony, and Sam Juliano…
Unfortunately, I have never watched Renoir’s La Nuit de Carrefour.
Tony, this is a very beautiful poem (poetry)and the poem must (be)describing the femme lead in this film?!? I have to assume…
Therefore, I must seek it out to watch very…soon!
Thanks, for sharing!
DeeDee ;)
Tony,
I read that Simenon a long time ago, but I’m struck by how non-Maigret the film must be! It’s one I’m going to look for.
Your poem and the photos light a fire! The photo of actress Winna Winifried, at the outset of your your exciting tribute, reminds me of another presence who could take your breath away, Catherine Deneuve.
Yes Jim. I am thinking Deneuve in Bunuel’s Belle de Jour.