Le Jardin – Jacques Prévert
It is spring, all trees are maddeningly in bloom and the whole world seems like a huge garden…so here’s a lovely poem, simple and eloquent, about the rapturous moment of being in love, holding our loved one, feeling the eternity in our grasp. And once you have been to Paris, you know why its gardens are just the perfect setting for that…
Des milliers et des milliers d’années
Ne sauraient suffire
Pour dire
La petite seconde d’éternité
Ou tu m’as embrassé
Ou je t’ai embrassée
Un matin dans la lumière de l’hiver
Au parc Montsouris à Paris
à Paris
Sur la terre
La terre qui est un astre.
Jacques Prévert, “Paris est tout petit”, 2009, Le Cherche Midi, Paris.
Check out more of his life and works here, as well as an English translation for this poem here…
