Sacre Coeur, Paris


On this date in 1976, I was in Paris on a foreign study league trip with a group of students.   On this particular date, I visited the Basilica of  Sacre Coeur. The visit had a profound effect on me.  Later, I wrote this poem:

Sacre Coeur, Paris


In the Metro

I could not feel the rain.

Emerging as from sleep

at the other end of Paris

where the rain just stopped,

you were waiting,

waiting for me

on top of the highest hill.


Heart pounding speed

into my legs,

I climbed a million steps

to meet you.


Tired hitchhikers

sang beside your door.

Rain wet city

glistened at sunset,

stretched before your face.

You called stories out of our hands,

gifts out of our eyes.

You never closed for the night.


The stars rose down

on your round white crown

like halo,

like Bethlehem.


Sacre Coeur








Published by ahiggins2013

poet, birder, senior citizen, cancer survivor, Catholic sister. Eight books of poetry published: At the Year’s Elbow, Mellen Poetry Press 2000; Scattered Showers in a Clear Sky, Plain View Press 2007; chapbooks: Pick It Up and Read, Finishing Line Press 2008, How the Hand Behaves, Finishing Line Press 2009, Digging for God, Wipf and Stock 2010, Vexed Questions, Aldrich Press 2013, Reconnaissance, Texture Press 2014, and Life List, Finishing Line Press, 2015.

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