“a maudlin gloom closes in…”
—Jim Dunlap

Delapidated walls, rough, off-white, pale tan, sheer,
rise at the edge of Lake Geneva from an isle.
Upon the surface of the waters one can see
them faintly. Over dark black roofs, more than a mile
beyond, the rugged, snow-topped butte of nature sits
and whiles eternity away without a smile
at Switzerland’s most visited historic pit.
Here Daisy Miller paused, where sails glide below
rock hills. It captured Jean Courbet the realist,
and was by Byron touched. Here Bonivard bent low
six long years in the damp vault’s dayless answering,
freed only when the Bernese force arrived at Vaud.

 

Featured Image: “Château de Chillon, 1875,” by Gustave Courbet

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