Iris, Messenger of the Gods<br >On a recent trip to Paris, from London by night,<br >I thought I d do some "Reflections on Woman".<br >As the boat moved, girls faces grew more white,<br >Lovely jaws sagged, and normally tight<br >Muscles slackened bizarrely, hardly human.<br >In the Tuileries, by the pond near la Concorde,<br >I saw three female generations, the hips<br >Were the clues - straight, curved, and blurred -<br >And I was obsessed by the sounds that slurred<br >From the oldest, scooping with her gallic lips.<br >Then to the Rodin Museum, rue de Varenne,<br >I headed, for an hour or so of art,<br > Watching flesh more than bronze, when<br > 1 saw Iris Messager des Dieux, and women<br > Avoiding her - because she keeps her legs apar<br >
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