A Day In April Poem by jan hansen

A day in April
The bay of Cascais is quiet today 
the water is suitable blue, shall we say
azure the air is looking glass clear
I can see movement on the other side
of the bay, cars stopping at a red light
60 years ago, on an April day, I looked
I looked out of my mother's kitchen 
window and saw afar, white-topped 
mountains and a house on fire.
How it burnt,  yellow flames made 
the sparse landscape looks romantic 
Outside the building, a man stood
binoculars in his hands, did he see me
seeing the fire?
The sun shifted, beginning to sink
behind the mountain, the fire stopped
abruptly, but the evening light 
lasted long