"Here there is nothingI have taken from you
so I begin with memoryas old songs do
in this caféagainst the night
in this villa refrainwhere we collect the fragment
no longer near usto make ourselves whole ... "
Quoted from"Midnight Dinner at the Vesta Lunch"
The Cinnamon Peeler
Selected Poems by Michael Ondaatje
Published by Alfred A. Knopf, Inc.
New York 1991
Photographedat Café Sperl
Gumpendorfer Straße 11-13
1060 Vienna
August 2009
Images© by Merisi
You would like to linger?No problem, we are in Vienna,
aren't we?
Click on the title
or any of the images
and
you will be served another
cup of coffee!
Enjoy! :-)
Images and Text
© by Merisi
Beautiful photographs on your blog, congratulations!
ReplyDeleteSuch lovely moments you captured with your camera! congrats!
ReplyDeleteWhat a cafe! What a cafe!! I love it! And today I am gonna go to cafe, but not like this!
ReplyDeleteAnother post I can escape to --cafe after cafe. I do appreciate your site!
ReplyDeleteI think that mirror keeps a copy of everyone who drinks coffee in front of it. It plays those memories back at night in a ghostly light with eerie music.
ReplyDeleteYes, I'll linger, thank you!
ReplyDeleteYour pictures and Onaatje's poetry pair perfectly!
ReplyDeleteI loved your earlier post with the shadows and the big bronze bottom at the fountain side gave me a bit of a giggle.
love the pillars with the curtains -daring!
ReplyDeleteTh young lady with the houdstooth jacket in your post above -seen them make a come back in magazines, but not actually see anyone wear it:)
It is always so nice to have coffee and all too many calories in such a lovely setting!
ReplyDeleteThank you all for your kind comments! :-)
ReplyDeleteI love howyou quietly bring us in for the kill...
ReplyDeleteThat perfect silver tray of coffee.
Heaven on earth!
I like very much your photographies of Wiener cafés ! They are somptuous.
ReplyDeleteLiebe Grusse, amitiés,
Nathanaëlle
Whenever I am visiting you, I am sure I will envy you the opportunity of going into all those perfect places:)
ReplyDeleteCafe Sperl was always my favorite when I lived in Vienna. And I'll be back there in two weeks to visit a sick relative. A sad occasion but I'm also eager to wander my old neighborhoods...
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