Sunday 18 March 2012

Seraphic Spring

Before you thought of Spring
Except as a Surmise
You see
- God bless his suddenness -
A Fellow in the Skies
Of independent Hues
A little weather worn
Inspiriting habiliments
Of Indigo and Brown —
With specimens of Song
As if for you to choose —
Discretion in the interval
With gay delays he goes
To some superior Tree
Without a single Leaf
And shouts for joy to Nobody
But his seraphic self -

Photographed 9 April 2011 at 1:35PM in Vienna's Stadtpark
The poem is by Emily Dickinson
The images are © by Merisi



  1. I remember as a child, the joy of running. Thanks for bringing it home to me.

  2. I agree with Charles. I don't think I ever walked anywhere when I was a child. Lovely photographs.

  3. There's such freedom in those two photos. Thanks a lot for the poem and the images.

    Greetings from London.

  4. The bliss of running on green grass . . . I can almost smell it! I, too, once ran everywhere.


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