"Au réveil, si douce la lumière, et si beau ce bleu vivant"
(Paul Valéry)

lundi 27 avril 2009

Le port / The port

Point de départ, point d'arrivée, point de repère..
Lieu vivant et coloré, empli de traditions séculaires qui se meurent partout ailleurs.
Ici, on entend encore parler niçois.
Ici, on peint encore les façades à l'ancienne en utilisant des pigments colorés qui accrochent la lumière.
Ici sont nés quelques grands hommes , comme Garibaldi, ou l'écrivain J.M.G. Le Clezio qui a reçu le prix Nobel de littérature l'année dernière.
D'ici sont partis beaucoup d'anonymes, à une époque où la mer était le point de passage obligé pour quitter la région.
Aujourd'hui, le port s'assoupit, comme un vieillard fatigué, heureux de sa gloire passée, qui se complait dans ses souvenirs.
Lové autour de son bassin, caché par sa digue qui l'entoure comme un bras protecteur, il respire doucement au gré des vagues, rêvant aux grands voiliers d'autrefois.


Departure point, arrival point, reference point..
It's a very alive and colorful place, where traditions are still strong, when they are dying everywhere else;
Here, you can still hear people speak the local language. Here, people still use the traditional colors to paint the walls of the old houses, using pigments that know how to catch the light.
Here are born some famous people, like Garibaldi, or the writer J.M.G. Le Clezio, who got the Nobel prize for litterature last year.
From here, a lot of unknown people left the place to their destiny, when the sea was the only to get out of here.
Today, the port is slowly falling asleep, like an old tired man, happy enough with his past glory, and who likes to think about his memories.
Laying aroung its pool under the protecting arm of the sea wall, the port is breathing with the waves, and dreaming of the tall sailing boats of the old times...

4 commentaires:

PERBS a dit…

Beautiful photos to go along with your beautiful prose!

RuneE a dit…

A harbour has been, is and will always be, the central point of any coastal city. I thing you have captured that very well here.

PS Thank you for the comments. Btw - I was standing where the tracks ended...

The Things We Carried a dit…

Can you imagine when people traveled this way for far journeys? Still it is a beautiful sight!

nobu a dit…

I think many memories are remain in heart of people.