On Blanco Street in Old West Austin there is a section of sidewalk that at some point was re-poured and received this graffiti. The other day I shot a picture for the record. I like to imagine the person who scratched this in the wet concrete, thinking of nineteenth century poets and their storm-crossed love. I think this has been there a long time, but there was a movie in 1995. I read Rimbaud in one of my advanced French classes over four decades ago, but I don't think I ever read a bio of these poets and maybe not a line of Verlaine. Stuff likes this gives you hope that living in a town with 50K college students can bring some intellectual riffs now and then.