Thursday, 2 June 2011

Every Bush is burning with the Rose
Vienna's Rose Garden in late Spring


Beside a Dial in the leafy close,
Where every bush was burning with the rose,
With million roses falling flake by flake
Upon the lawn in fading summer snows:

I read the Persian Poet's rhyme of old,
Each thought a ruby in a ring of gold?
Old thoughts so young, that, after all these years,
They're writ on every rose-leaf yet unrolled.

You may not know the secret tongue aright
The Sunbeams on their rosy tablets write;
Only a poet may perchance translate
Those ruby-tinted hieroglyphs of light.
- Mathilde Blind
"In a Kentish Rose Garden" -

Rose Garden
Late afternoon
of Sunday
29 May 2011

Images
© by Merisi

12 comments:

  1. "Burning with the rose." Such a great line.

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  2. What a lovely spot to stroll around. I went to a rose garden near my house the other day. Unfortunately, we've had a lot of rain lately so all the roses are looking a bit dreary...

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  3. Incredibly LUSH!!!
    'Late Spring'...from your title.
    I'd forgotten..
    Too many pastries dancing in my head to notice..
    THANK YOU!!

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  4. Beautiful poem! The poet is a new one to me. And all the roses -- and the butterfly cakes and the handsome naked man -- a garden of earthly delights!

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  5. Wonderful views of the Garden, Merisi, so joyful!

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  6. I like how the lady in the last photo thinks outside the box! And I envy you your visit to that beautiful garden...I hope the air was as fragrant as I imagine, with all those roses.

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  7. Ja, ja, da waren wir! That's, in fact, where we were. Yes, wonderful.

    Danke.

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  8. WoW! great views. .lovely place to sit in and relax. =)

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  9. it must be really pleasent to have rest in such a garden!

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  10. Roses are red
    ...and yellow
    ...and pink
    ...and white
    ..and faintly pink
    ..and almost black
    ...and burgundy.
    In Poland yellow roses are called "herbaciane" i.e. "tea coloured".

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  11. Your Spring pictures make me want to sit and bask in the sun and smell the heady perfume of the Roses.
    Wonderful shots to brighten my day.

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  12. Thank you all! :-)

    The rose garden this time of the year is more beautiful than any picture could convey, and the air is filled with their perfume. Truly uplifting.

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