You alone in Europe are not ancient oh ChristianityThe most modern European is you Pope Pius XAnd you whom the windows observe shame keeps you From entering a church and confessing this morning You read the prospectuses the catalogues the billboards that sing aloud That's the poetry this morning and for the prose there are the newspapers There are the 25 centime serials full of murder mysteries Portraits of great men and a thousand different headlines(" Zone") . Guillaume Apollinaire
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In the poem, the speaker is speaking to a person who is not Christian. In the poem, the speaker says that he does not believe in Christianity, and that he is ashamed to confess in a church. He says that he has read the prospectuses and catalogues and billboards and newspapers and 25 centime serials and portraits and headlines. He then says that this is all poetry and prose, but there is another kind of poetry and prose. He goes on to say that if you want to know what poetry and prose look like when it comes to faith, ask for a newspaper when you go into a church.

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