Terrasse a Sainte-Adresse
Whenever I look at this painting
reproduced in my book on Monet,
I think of the view from a balcony
over another garden and seascape.
Whenever I look at that view,
I think of the painting.
Different parts of the world
separated by a century and a half,
but the atmosphere is the same.
Vibrant sunlight and colours.
Well-tended garden, strolling figures.
Sea alive with boats large and small.
Wide, windswept sky.
A few weeks each year, I’m there
sitting on the balcony.
Open the book, that could also be me
sitting on the terrace.
Same straw hat, same rattan chair.