Saturday, October 22, 2011

reverie


In his dim chapel day by day
The organist was wont to play,
And please himself with fluted reveries;
And all the spirit's joy and strife,
The longing of a tender life,
Took sound and form upon the ivory keys;
And though he seldom spoke a word,
The simple hearts that loved him heard
His glowing soul in these.

~Archibald Lampman
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14 comments:

Gemma Wiseman said...

The deep shadows around this interesting perspective of organ pipes are so atmospheric! And a beautiful reflective poem complements the photo! Just lovely!

Nora said...

What an odd subject for you to be blogging about and the poem, however did you find it? It all seems rather morose for you. So very Victorian. I'm surprised at the turn you're taking.

Sylvia K said...

Love the shadows around the organ pipes! Terrific capture for the day and a lovely poem as well! Hope your weekend has gone well!

Sylvia

Kay L. Davies said...

What an adorable singing cherub at the organ pipes. Did you know the poem before? I know I studied something by Lampman in school, but it wasn't this one. I love the photo and poem together, though, a perfect match.

Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie’s Guide to Adventurous Travel

EG Wow said...

I like how you shot this detail in the shadows.

who said...

it's a beautiful image and a lovely poem.

I am not sure I comprehend the part about the flute, though I am left with a feeling of wishing to see those deep contrasting shadow lines on a flute. Organs look good with the shadows, now I want to see the light and the dark play the flute

Inger-M said...

I like how this detail kind of pops out of the shadows, very nice effect. Great shadow shot!

RedPat said...

A beautiful shot Violet!

VioletSky said...

@who, I think the 'fluted' refers to the sound of the pipes of the organ

@Kay, you might remember the whole poem (I didn't remember this first stanza, but I know we studied it) It is called The Organist

@Nora: Really? good thing you don't know the whole poem or you'd really think me morose! (it has a sad ending)

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

An exquisite poem to accompany the shadowy little organ cherub!

SHADOW, SHADOW

Shadow, shadow drawing near,
You are all alone, I fear;
Let me be your new-found friend—
I’ll stick with you to the end!


© 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher

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sarayutouched said...

great combination of the shadow shot and the poem!!

chubskulit said...

Simply beautiful!

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