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In the café,
at a table on a rainy day,
with a blank page
crowding out the noise
of people and traffic.

I watch a drop of water
hanging on the windowsill
until it falls, joins the rain
falling on the boulevard.

We drink coffee,
watch the people
through the streaked window.
Drowned distorted shapes.

The door opens into our space
and a couple search for space
in the settled crowd,
no-one is going anywhere soon,

not in this weather.
In the silence and the rain
that fills the gaps around
the noise of the city.

Some Days travel slowly, and sitting in a crowded Parisian café is one of the best ways I have found of spending time that moves like quicksand, waiting for the moment to move on. We don’t stop and look very often, but holidays give us the time to stop and stare without the guilt of a working day. Everyone of us needs to stop sometimes and see the world around us. To let it wash over us as we move through life, even more when we are busy.

Shakespeare and Co, a fantastic bookshop in Paris and next door a great Café

Shakespeare and Co, a fantastic bookshop in Paris and next door a great Café

We visited the great bookshop, Shakespeare and Co, a labyrinthine shop of book treasures. Then sat and watched the rain fall and the world hurry past. Great memories.

Where’s your favourite bookshop, or maybe what type, indie or chain store?

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