Remembrance: Marcel Proust #59

Remembrance: Marcel Proust
Part #59
Moments from
“Remembrance of Things Past”


“From the sound of pattering raindrops
I recaptured the scent
of the lilacs at Combray;
from the shifting of the sun’s rays
on the balcony
the pigeons in the Champs-Elysées;
from the muffling of sounds
in the heat of the morning hours,
the cool taste of cherries;
the longing for Brittany
or Venice
from the noise of the wind
and the return of Easter.

Summer was at hand,
the days were long,
the weather was warm.
It was the season when,
early in the morning,
pupils and teachers
repair to the public gardens
to prepare
for the final examinations
under the trees,
seeking to extract
the sole drop of coolness
vouchsafed by a sky
less ardent
than in the midday heat
but already
as sterilely pure.”

― Marcel Proust

ghost of proust at grave

‘Spirit from the Past’ © j.kiley

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