In Memoriam: Jeanne Moreau
Meeting Jeanne Moreau
In this
dream, I meet Jeanne Moreau
at the
Louvre, and like Buddhas,
we sit
at the feet of Aphrodite,
better known as Venus.
Goddesses come in many forms
with different faces, assuming
names.
I would follow you until the end
of the world,
leave a trail of lovers in our
smoky wake.
Women like you are bonfires
for those who aspire to be
consumed.
Dive in, full of fuel, feed the
flames.
We all catch fire and burn
at the same degree of intensity.
Possessed
witch or innocent virgin.
I offer myself, a willing victim.
Consider me the arson’s
apprentice,
the one who struck the match.
Teach me assassination, the thing
you do
with your eyes and mouth that
make men
take up guns.
Before I wake,
the world becomes
black and
white, like the first time
I saw you,
shimmering out of Paris night,
gliding on
Miles’ jazz riff, head back,
soaking up the
rain, your voice
gurgling with
desire…
…je t’aime… je t’aime
Jeanne Moreau was the inspiration for the character Irène Laureux in my Venus Trilogy of novels. This poem originally appeared in the Lethe Press anthology Divining Divas: 100 Gay Men on Their Muses. I have treasured her as a muse and actor since I was a teenager. Her death has left me heartbroken, but she lived her long life like a bright flame. Icons never die. Her light will never dim. Je t'aime, Madame Moreau. – Collin Kelley
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