Some days ago the very talented translator of Rilke’s poems James Burnham sent me some wonderful examples of his work regarding flowers. I really want to thank him for this generous gesture and took one of these poems as an inspiration for a new post. All these roses are from our garden.
WILD ROSEBUSH
How it stands out against the darkening
of a rainy evening, young and pure,
its lifeless tendrils given in sacrifice
and yet, still intent on being a rose;
the shallow flowers, some already open,
each unintended, each untended.
Thus, endlessly surpassing itself,
wordlessly self-inspired,
it calls to the wanderer passing by
along the road in evening reflection:
Oh look at me standing here so secure
and unprotected, having what I need.
Poem by Rainer Maria Rilke, translated by James Burnham
Wow, stunning photos. A treat for the eyes!
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thank you very much. What is more beautiful than a rose? I love them all. Have a nice day and thanks for commenting, regards Mitza
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Stunningly beautiful! I love how the beads of water look like nectar. Thanks again, Mitza.
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yes, that’s my favorite photo, too, James. Thank you again, we did a good job together, best wishes Mitza
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Wonderful photos! Thanks Mitza.
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thanks for commenting, Brad. Have a nice day, regards from cold and rainy Hamburg, Mitza
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Rain brings life! 🙂
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gosh, but not every day, pleaaaaase
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lol
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What a treat it must be to have such beautiful roses in your garden!
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that’s true, I love to go there to become calm and be in the beautiful nature. thanks for commenting, have a nice day, regards Mitza
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Stunning photos!
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thank you very much for your kind words, have a nice day, regards Mitza
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I knew you would eventually return to Rilke, your favorite poet. Some magnificent photos of roses, Mitza!
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Thanks a lot, Peter. Rilke’s poems are so beautiful and moving. I’m happy I found a good translation. I tried it but it’s too difficult. Have a good time, Peter, regards from rainy and cold Hamburg (I forgot how the sun is looking) Mitza
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great poem! and WOW!! all those spectacular roses you took, they are gorgeous Mitza…. every one is so lovely 🙂 the rain there, has given you one good thing… great subjects. Well Done, very enjoyable to look at! cheers, Debi
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if, I had to pick a fav… image 3112 I think. but, gosh, its a hard call!
ps sorry if i’ve missed some of your comments Mitza (I haven’t been too well, & just been told I have pneumonia) Its mild though.
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Well, there is no accounting for taste. I would rather pick 3179. I think that’s a perfect photo. Don’t worry about comments when you have pneumonia. I would recommend that you take care of yourself and make a little break. Get well soon, dear virtual Debi, from virtual Hamburg Mitza
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Thank you so much, dear Debi. I love roses a lot, they have some sort of queenlike character. The rain has made one of the photos very beautiful. That’s my favorite photo. Today a little more sun, slowly, slowly might become summer here, cheers Mitza
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yay!
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Great rose shots, Mitza! Our roses are being shaded a lot by white birch trees and are not blossoming much now; they were blossoming more earlier in spring.
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My photos are also from May and June, Thomas. By the permanent rain here, the roses and everything in our garden except the hydrangea have suffered a lot. The strawberries are all rotten and all berries don’t taste like anything. Thanks for commenting, have a nice day, regards Mitza
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Stunning images, Mitza . And what a beautiful garden! Perfectly matching the poem! Cheers. Riccardo
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That’s nice to know, Riccardo. I always try my very best, hehe, regards Mitza
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I’m not sure that roses are my favorite flower because there are so many beautiful ones, but they are always fascinating to me because of their intricate layers and tenacity to grow. They are like weeds here! One wonders – how did those four of mine decide to get together at the base of their tree?
Virtual hugs,
Judie
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Roses also grow in Greece in bad soil, no water, lots of sun etc. They didn’t like the weather here in the last weeks, because it was heavily raining nearly every day and quite cold. We are hoping for the best. 🙂
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A lovely poem and most beautiful photos, much enjoyed, thank you Mitza.
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Thank you, dear Agnes. I’m so sad about this weather here which destroys all my roses. It’s cold and raining every day. How does a blues sky look like? I forgot. Hope you have better weather, kind regards Mitza
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It is then that we realise how much we need blue sky and sunshine. Here too very heavy grey sky!
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a blue sky and sun makes a good mood, dear Agnes. When I’m in Greece I’m overwhelmed every day by the endlessly blue sky there. I cannot get enough of it. 🙂
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