Wednesday, February 17, 2021

Moments of solitude

Like a great poet,
Nature knows to produce greatest effects
with most limited means.

Heinrich Heine (13 December 1796 – 17 February 1856) –

10 comments:

  1. Nice photo. Bird seems fluffed up against the cold, or fattened by the feast of Seanhenge, or both. I wish I could fly. I don't wish to eat worms. Sigh.

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    1. No worms for me, either. Unfortunately, no flying these days with the grandchildren as, much to their regret, their grandma has misplaced the flying carpet upon which in the past I survived great adventures.
      As for the sparrow: Lovely little fellow.

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  2. Beautiful. Nature's colour palette and her galleries are unmatched.

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    1. It's lovely, eh?
      And the day of posting reminded me of that 165 years ago Heinrich Heine died.

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  3. Thank you for remembering Heine. Enjoying reading a few translated poems. Some quotations, attributed to him, are truly amusing and so true.

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  4. Schubert thought he was a great Poet too. I have a volume of translated Liede, I must give it another read.

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  5. Hi Sean - yes ... moments of blissful solitude - and thank you for letting us know about Heinrich Heine ... all the best - Hilary

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  6. Welcome to Omnium, Hilary. If I hibernated with 30, 40 clan members in a cherry laurel, I'd also need and be thankful for at least some 'moments of blissful silence", now and then.

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