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Irma la Douce

from Not Your Door by Robert Rotifer

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Irma la Douce


I'm getting ready for the last time
I'll be standing on your balcony
And see the sweep of pea soup
As it flows out of the city
Between poplar trees
That reach up from the ground
So far below
Their tops in green and silver
Almost within reach
While on the tarmac beach
Incessant mess is rolling
In a crescent to the left
Against the river's run

Irma la Douce
Tell me the truth
What made you come back home?
We came because we'd won

I turn around and face the curtain
Stepping in
I'm squeezing past the folding chair
You used to park yourself in there
On summer evenings
In the golden sun rays
Gleaming shock of white
Over that light bone china skin
Your hairless brows
White lashes under tinted glasses
I will pass that desk
A shrine for thirty years
To him who once was sitting here

Irma la Douce
Tell me the truth
What made you come back home?
We came because we'd won

His books still sitting in the shelf
Tobacco tin and wooden urn
That I once opened unprepared

There is the wall that was rebuilt
When you moved in in '45
A hole that some grenade had made
Let in the wind
That blew away the fatherland
And very soon the hole was sealed
To make a home to last till now
That you are gone
Do you know I wonder
When they come to paint the doors
Will they fill in the bullet scars?

Irma la Douce
Tell me the truth
What made you come back home?
We came because we'd won

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from Not Your Door, released July 1, 2016

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Robert Rotifer Canterbury, UK

Robert Rotifer is a musician, writer, sometime artist, singer (of sorts), born in Vienna deep in the last century, He moved to the UK just before it ended (the century, that is), has made some 11 or 12 albums and has been lucky enough to play in bands he rates with people who also turned up on his records over the years.

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