Beyond the glasses
with nascent wine,
the small
trellised windows
the roses
with gossamer threads.
Poem by the Austrian poet Franz Weinzettl
Die English translation is my own, and not authorized by the author
The original was published in "Das Glück zwischendurch"
Prosa und Verse. Edition Korrespondenzen, Vienna 2001:
Nachsommer
Hinter den Gläsern
mit "Sturm",
den kleinen
vergitterten Fenstern
die Rosen
mit glänzenden Fäden.
Franz Weinzettl
Photographed 12 September 2008
National Park Lake Neusiedl-Seewinkel
Illmitz, Burgenland
An hour's drive south of Vienna
First published 30 September 2008 - Repost
You do take the best photos! so lovely! wonderful poem, too.
ReplyDeleteHummmm ... ce petit vin de Moselle bu dans les tavernes de Grinzling et qui se laisse boire comme du petit lait ... oh là là quelle ambiance autour des tables !!! Très bon souvenirs...
ReplyDeleteA bientôt ..
Love that 1st shot - wonderful!
ReplyDeleteA brush with color,
ReplyDeletethank you! :-)
I simply love that poem! Every September, when the first grapes are harvested, and the sun turns September golden, its lines come back.
Emiliane,
I bet there's a lot of Grüner Veltliner there too! :-)
Seamus,
did you guess what those threads actually are? ;-)
That is a cute-as-a-button cottage! I often imagine myself as a little old woman, like Tasha Tudor living in a place like this.
ReplyDeleteWe are having the most wonderful Indian Summer here in Trondheim this year. Tomorrow I will take some time off work and plan to play in my garden.
ReplyDeleteOh, to be a child again.......
Grapes are so beautiful.
ReplyDeleteWhat beautiful photographs, and your words are lovely too, I'm sure he would approve.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and yummy close ups!
ReplyDeleteI love the flower shots as always but that little (enchanted) cottage is wonderful...it gave me shivers!
ReplyDeletehugs
Sandi
The artist's touch is amazing in all these shots. I do love the one of the rose hips and grapes too. You have such a great eye.
ReplyDeleteHummm ! Très bon vin, il me semble... Hummm, les gorges vont se délier...
ReplyDeleteIa it too early for Hot Chocolate?
ReplyDeleteabsolutely beautiful photography....what is better than late harvest grapes?!! I am so glad I came across your website....lovely ;-)
ReplyDeleteOh, yes!! Glorious captures of the beauty of the season!! Thank you, as always, for sharing the beauty of your world, Merisi!! I hope you have a wonderful weekend!! Enjoy!
ReplyDeleteYour lovely Burgenland, where I am now enjoying Indian summer! Thanks for the poem.
ReplyDeleteOh, and there I thought you are in Styria!
DeleteI fell in love with Burgenland the first time I ventured down there from Vienna.
The landscape, the people, the vine, so different from the rest of Austria.
What a cute little cottage.
ReplyDeleteI dream of living there ever since I first laid eyes on it!
DeleteI have been dreaming .... ? ... my English is going down the drain!
DeleteSuch beautiful images, Merisi!
ReplyDeleteThank you, William!
DeleteOh lucky you with an Indian summer. Beautiful light and pictures, I love the little house it looks perfection in miniature....
ReplyDeleteTHE COLORS ARE beautiful.....................that light!
ReplyDeleteLooks like a magical place, Merisi.
ReplyDeletelovely warm light .. here its finally beginning to feel like fall ...
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