Winter
Comes to France
for
Johan Paulik
“Images
without their proper sound”
sounds
insincere. But so he said.
Autun in March:
the architect
never made this church for you,
says someone
who, from friendship, I won’t
name, but
someone who, I’ll say,
wants
satisfied respect. And that sounds
insincere.
—he knows he’s
good;
he knows
he’s
very good.
And likes his
women, too.
In that, of
course,
he’s
almost wholly
insincere.
November has
no edge
or solace
over him.
Dieppe was
cold, but
this friend
says,
Where’s
Delacroix?
Where did he
stay?
So
once again
it seems
that you
forget to see
the thing a
tourist has
to see.
The farmboy
used to be
the one
you’d like to see.
They’ve
made a movie of him now.
It’s
better than
Dieppe. The Czechs
make
films like
this the best.