Montpellier Wind

Montpellier tramline
A fierce western wind whines, screeches
through tramway cables and wires
in waves of crescendos and abrupt pauses….

He is not like the wind
who whistles through rigging
and moans as he clanks cables.
Our wind is wild but free.

This one fights his way through mazes of old buildings
That herd him down the Lez*, screaming.
He has no dead needles to sweep off parasol pines
Or palm trees to shake and rattle

Only young plane trees to torture and whip.
Their leaves twist and flatten,
Hang for dear life on slender stems,
Huddling and holding,
Folding for protection or strength.

I watch their struggle from my window;
Do they feel the sting of flying dirt
or the slap of trash
as it flies and swirls?

Looking at chaos behind glass panes,
isolated, in a still space,silent,
but for strange and quiet whispers
slithering and echoing through hotel pipes,
unruffled but not unperturbed,
I long for home.

tram scene *River of Montpellier

About emmylgant

Cloud watcher and dreamer sometimes wise, often foolish, but I am what I am.
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17 Responses to Montpellier Wind

  1. PapaBear says:

    Just sounds like another “blowhard” to me, Emm ! 🙂 Beautifully written.

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  2. Je sens ce vent dans tes mots.
    Une oeuvre exceptionnelle.

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  3. It was nice to start my day with this poem..

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  4. john zande says:

    An astounding piece. This is what great writing looks like.

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    • emmylgant says:

      Thank you John. There is some long forgotten tune, or rather phrase that is playing in a loop in my head: “…da-da-da-da…feeling happy.” No, don’t know where it comes from, but it is a catchy tune, and I am smiling!

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  5. themodernidiot says:

    Reblogged this on themodernidiot and commented:
    Sticking with our reposting travel theme today, here’s a new view of an old place–the weather…where you are not.

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    • emmylgant says:

      Thank you, that is very generous of you! I wish I could check out your site but I am told it doesn’t exist… Yeah, I know…
      There is more than anecdotal evidence that it does, but there you have it.
      Is the trouble on my end or yours? Is it WP or somebody else?

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  6. themodernidiot says:

    The wind probably sounded like that train

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  7. Having been to that river I could see each and every word you said! Wonderfully written, I very much enjoyed your work, thank you for sharing 🙂

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