A Letter
For whatever reason, I woke up this morning thinking of this quote and searched until I found it:
Was it fun in Paris? Who did you see there and was the Madeleine pink at five o’clock and did the fountains fall with hollow delicacy into the framing of space in the Place de la Concorde, and did the blue creep out from behind the Colonades of the rue de Rivoli through the grill of the Tuileries and was the Louvre gray and metallic in the sun and did the trees hang brooding over the cafés and were there lights at night and the click of saucers and the auto horns that play de Bussey [sic] –
Letter from Zelda Sayre Fitzgerald to F. Scott Fitzgerald, 1930
I find it beautiful and poignant, and I think you will agree that it captures Paris with an exquisite precision.
Jan del Monte, blogging from the rue du Cherche-Midi, Paris, France
© 2008 Jan del Monte
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You take me back to a wonderful contemporary English literature class I took in Michigan and loved. It was Depression era literature and naturally spent a fair amount of time on the Fitzgeralds. This quote, to me, is poetry. Thank you for finding it and sharing it!
That is Paris exactly!