It is very difficult when you put your suitcase on the forecourt of Charleville-Mézières station not to think of Rimbaud, who never stopped fleeing this place where he saw dawn.
But we weren't there to put on the sloppy shoes of the synaesthetic poet.
We were there to see puppets.
Place Ducale, a few hundred meters from the station, has put on its Guignol and Harlequin clothes.
Our brains then hum this rhyme:
"Harlequin runs his shop / Underneath a large parasol / He attracts practice / As much as your Guignol / Yes, Monsieur Po! / Yes Monsieur Li! / (…) Yes, Monsieur Polichinelle."
Sacred Pulcinella which is blowing its 400 candles this year.
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