October 2022 / Living under the rooftops
Sometimes you have to climb several flights of stairs to deserve a sky
Living under the rooftops is like touching the clouds,
And following the sun’s path through a skylight.
The poetic world of the city unfolds under our eyes.
Living under the rafters is as charming as it is restrictive,
But it’s like a house on top of the city.
Renovated attics are the pinnacle
Only the rain will patter on our heads.
Baudelaire celebrated the Paris rooftops long before us:
‘I would, to compose my eclogues chastely,
Lie down close to the sky like an astrologer,
And, near the church towers, listen while I dream
To their solemn anthems borne to me by the wind.
My chin cupped in both hands, high up in my garret
I shall see the workshops where they chatter and sing,
The chimneys, the belfries, those masts of the city,
And the skies that make one dream of eternity.’
Charles Baudelaire – Parisian Scenes -1857
Hugues de La Morandière