Christiane Conésa Bostock

Claude Monet, 1903–04

When in early morning
London fog throws its veil
of thick organdie over the Thames
dawn espouses dusk.
Confetti is spread over the town
and sequins of frosted dew glitter on the ground.
Victoria Tower, Big Ben and Central Tower
stand like gothic ghosts.

Fog
makes London beautiful
gives breadth to buil ...

The fly lands on the schoolboy's wooden desk.
The boy spots four dark strokes on the fly's thorax
and a body slightly downy.
                                             Li ...

Claude Monet, 1908

Monsieur Monet has a new lover.
She calls at two every afternoon
and invites him to stay a few hours.
Worshipped by Whistler, Boudin and Signac
Santa Maria della Salute is not like the others.

From the steps of the Palazzo Barbaro
wrapped in a bestowed fur coat
he impregnates the domes of his mistress
with a nacreou ...

Claude Monet Circa 1865–70

It is my life. I must recognise
the future is called the past.
I turn around to contemplate my youth.

My destiny resembles you
and your shadow follows my body.
You are walking in the garden of my eyes.

I owe you everything.
I am no more than your dust
a fine particle of your step.

This dark intim ...