Apparently the village muse throws posies down to anyone who pays 5 centimes. The word posie is so similar to poésie. One of my favorite people saw a picture of our twin Juliet balconies here in our bedroom and suggested (jokingly!) that Sean and I should stand on them overlooking the street and recite poetry to our new neighborhood. Haha!
So the village nymph or muse can throw down posies and we’ll throw down some rhyme. For 5 centimes. And our new neighbors will just love us.