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37, avenue Samson, Cimitière Montmartre. [Lexington, KY:] King Library Press, 1985. "Unpublished poem, set in 18 pt. Canterbury" 150 copies printed on broadside. Note: Have two copies:  #12 and #64. The latter was Loraine Sander’s gift. A framer accidentally scraped it while mounting to fiber board and, unbeknownst to me, went to GD for a replacement copy (#12) which is framed. Copy #64, scrape and all, seems fine to me (but not to a perfectionist framer). Note: Poem was published in [Duke University] The Archive 99:2 (1987), pp. 38-39. 'Cimetière' is the normative spelling of the French word for cemetery. Cimitiere may be an archaic variant spelling of the word.   Below is the poem laid out as close as possible to its appearance as a broadside.
37, avenue Samson, Cimitière Montmartre	West was the Fish. River of light between. The moon our daimon.
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Nigh mad Nijinski’s wanton bones, Slant among these cornered stones, In dust of roses, buttons, cloth, Promised kingdom of rust and moth, Circle and parabola stand, Ellipse and hyperbola and, Splendid within that tetragraph, The old accountant's epitaph, Who spat on silver to inspire The keepers of the sacred fire: Eyes in their loving generate Character, attraction, fate. Wayfarer, you have come upon Charles Fourier the merchant's son, Who is asleep, asleep.  Deny If you dare that the good can die.	III The circle's friends, ellipse is love. Parabola's the mating dove. In cycloidal quicksilver rolled, Bound all by logarithmic gold.
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Here, there, and the ladder. The hitched mimestra, Krios and Tauros. Buttercup, mousetail, Didyma and Karkinos. Meadow with poppies, Leon and Parthenos. Brown woodling, Zygos and Skorpios. Red Valerian, Toxotas and Aigoceras. Strapwort, sea lavender, Hydrokhoos and Ikthus. Time is light stilled to dust. Journey is place, end beginning. North was once the Twins. The Young Girl was once east. Bowman Centaur drew south.	Man and god were one. The backward onwardness of the sun, Late for every dawn, left-handed, red, Set the salmon north.                                  Fate is the head. In the eastern leaves midsummer night See the Twins.                    That fire in green twilight If you look south is Virgo and west Chiron draws the bowstring to his chest. The cusp, index of the Dragon's A In folded time, Vega in its day, Starlit tiptop in the middle air, Points to alpha in the Little Bear. Time is light, stilled and made dust. The journey is a place that begins by ending. North was once the Twins, the Virgin east, Bowman Centaur south, west The Fish. A river of light between.                     The world's circle threads through the hundred-branched oak. South of Andromeda                       the sun has swallowed The Fish The red flag is among the stars O drums And the white moon is wild over Illyria.
	Guy Davenport Unpublished poem, set in 18 pt. Canterbury, Printed at The King Library Press, 1985.
Below is my August 1990 photograph of Charles Fourier's grave marker, 37 avenue Samson, Cimetière de Montmartre, Paris:
	[CIRCLE]                      [ELLIPSE] ICI  SONT  DEPOSES  LES  RESTES DE CHARLES  FOURIER NE A  BESANCON  LE  7 AVRIL 1772 MORT A PARIS  LE 10 OCTOBRE 1837 LA  SERIE  DISTRIBUE LES  HARMONIES LES  ATTRACTIONS SONT  PROPORTIONELLE AUX  DESTINEES
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