Sarah Joubert

United States of America

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Message to Readers

This was written the moment I found out that the Notre Dame Cathedral caught on fire, just 30 minutes after it hit the news on April 15, 2019. This poem recaptures everything that happened to me in the span of approximately 3 minutes. I don't think I've ever written anything this truthful.

The Cathedral's on Fire

April 15, 2019

My skin is peeling on my thumb
Just another pain to keep me numb.

The book I grasp is red,
emulating the passions of the dead.
It’s an alarm to the reader,
as a siren sounds to awake the nearest dreamer.

I make the sign of the cross,
hoping that the familiar noise does not mean another loss.
My friend turns and shows me his hand,
upon which is a mosquito’s blood streak -- just a strand.

My teacher’s face turns white like his shirt,
probably showing only a fraction of his hurt.
I ask what’s wrong, and he says “the cathedral’s on fire.”

Stop.

The car of my mind hits on its breaks.
Ears ringing.
Can you imagine the shrieks?
The sirens?
The red?
In the span of only three minutes,
the feelings of Paris were painted
on a canvas of experiences--
a red book,
an ambulance siren,
a mosquito’s death,
and a news headline that reads:

“The Notre Dame Cathedral in Paris is on Fire”

Oh, and if I may add-- just a tweak,
that this occurred at the beginning of Holy Week.

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2 Comments
  • bride124

    I like current it is. Very unique!


    7 months ago
  • Juliana

    This is different from most things I’ve read, but I like it!


    7 months ago