Sunday, August 20, 2006

Silent Sunday afternoon

Il a mis le café
Dans la tasse
Il a mis le lait
Dans la tasse de café
Il a mis le sucre
Dans le café au lait
Et il a reposé la tasse
Sans me parler

DÉJEUNER DU MATIN-

JACQUES PRÉVERT

They sat at that table for at least an hour....she was reading a glossy magazine, he, a newspaper.

they never looked at each other... while sipping their coffees...
they got up and left...he came to us smiling, we chatted for some minutes...she didn't ever look at him, or us... but stopped while we were talking...

is this solitude in two...meta- communication...telepathy?


photo found here

4 comments:

smallerdemon said...

*heh* Dude, you totally cut my head off in that pict! ;)

Thanks for the link, though.

Monica said...

don't be mad on me...it had to match the poem...plus i am not that good, yet, in croping for a given space...

smallerdemon said...

:) It looks fine, actually. Not really complaining. It is always fascinating to see one of my pictures from someone else's point of view.

Monica said...

I chose this pic since it matched better Prevert than Doisneau or Brassai, and especially since it was taken at Cafe de Flore( I used to live near that place, for 2months)...I bumped accidentally into it....