So what the door was guarded
So what we were imprisoned there
So what the street was barred off
So what the town was under attack
So what she was famished
So what we were without arms
So what night had fallen
So what we made love.
(Paul Éluard, translated by William Carlos Williams) – from the lovely new anthology from New Directions and editor Tynan Kogane, French Love Poems.
A beautiful slim volume, perfect for slipping into a lover’s pocket or under a pillow. Ah, mon amour!