I SPENT ELEVEN YEARS IN THE CITY OF
MARSEILLE AND DURING ALL THAT TIME
I SAW ONLY THREE TIMES
SOME PASSING FOG
MY HOME WAS IN THE SOUTH EAST OF THE
CITY ON A HILL LESS ELEVATED
THAN THE NEXT BUT OVERLOOKING A
BEAUTIFUL VIEW OF THE GULF THE CITY AND
THE NEW PORT

HOW MANY TIMES DID I ADMIRE FROM THE
WINDOW WHERE I USUALLY
WORKED THIS SLICE OF BLUE SEA WHICH
EXTENDS BETWEEN MARSEILLE AND ESTAQUE

ONE DAY I SAW THIS AREA COVERED
BY A WHITE LAYER WHICH
STRETCHED OUT FROM THE LARGE GULF
WHILE NEAR ESTAQUE AND

THE NEW PORT THE SEA WAS
STILL BLUE
THIS LAYER WHICH FROM ABOVE RESEMBLED
MILK SPREAD OVER THE WATER AND WHICH
I ESTIMATED TO BE ONLY A FEW
METERS HIGH SOON COVERED
THE ENTIRE GULF COLLIDING WITH AND
SWELLING AGAINST THE ELEVATED BANK
WHILE FORMING VERY PICTURESQUE CLOUDS

AFTER A FEW MINUTES THE FOG
COVERED THE ENTIRE WESTERN AREA
AND SOON ROSE UP TO REACH
MY TERRACE
AFTER A QUARTER
OF AN HOUR IT HAD COMPLETELY DISAPPEARED
AND THE VIEW WAS ONCE AGAIN CLEAR
AS BEFORE
WELL
THIS FOG DIDN’T CONTAIN
THE SLIGHTEST HUMIDITY