Visitors of @ADSactly, a few months ago I published in this blog a post about trees, made up of my own photos and a selection of poetic texts where these are the object of recreation. This time I offer you several photos of my authorship of a striking old tree that is in a central place of my city, Cumaná, in Venezuela.
As far as I can find out, it is a specimen of the species Ficus microcarpa, originally from Asia, but which has reached Europe and America (North, Central and South), as an "invasive species". I haven't been able to know how it came to be planted in this place, in the garden adjacent to the Museo Gran Mariscal de Ayacucho, near the pedestrian sidewalk and vehicle road.
As I have said, the trees can be seen and treated from various aspects. From this tree I am struck by its beautiful foliage, but also by its strong stem, with folds and crevices, and its penetrating roots.
I precede the photos of some fragments of tree inspired poems by different Spanish speaking authors. I include a poetic exercise of my own at the end.
***Let's go to the trees... The dream
will be made in us by heavenly virtue.
We go towards the trees; the night
we will be soft, the sadness mild.
Stanza of the poem "Peace" by the Argentine poet Alfonsina Storni (1892-1938), in which the poetic voice, with a calm and withdrawn spirit, imagines the trees associating them with night and sleep.
Look at the trees.
They have green leaves now
and you haven't looked at them.
You felt their trunks more than once
you saw his sap beat and rise
Look at his leaves now.
In this fragment of the poem "To not think what you must think" by the Uruguayan Líder Falco (1906-1955), we are challenged as readers to attend to the presence of the trees, which green thanks to the vital essence that runs through them.
We also have an example in the poetry of the Spaniard Blas de Otero (1916-1979):
The trees rock the green silence,
the stars crackles, I hear them.
Only man is alone. It is known that
alive and deadly. It's just that it feels like running away
that river of time into death.
He wants to stay. To continue following,
to ascend, to counter-death, to the eternal.
From the poem "Angel fiercely human", the lyrical speaker confronts us, before the permanence of the trees and the stars, with our solitary and perishable character, although he animates his "hunger for immortality", as Unamuno would say.
Of the Venezuelan poet Antonio Trujillo (1954), who has made his poetic and manual work (he is a carpenter) with special dedication to the trees, I copy them a brief poem:
It's easy
say tree
another thing is
know where you are born
and carve
this remorse
Poem that condenses the attitude before the mystery of the existence of things, in this case, that wonder that is contained in the tree, before which man can be only a restlessness, a sorrow.
To close, I would like to offer you a tiny haiku-style poem of mine:
Thick frontier
trunk and roots that support
a body lives
The photos were taken with my Kodak EasyShare CD82 camera.
References
Trujillo, Antonio (1998). Cedar workshop. Venezuela: Fund Edit. Tropykos.
https://www.buscapalabra.com/poemas.html?palabras
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An excellent sample of your photographic work, @josemalavem. This tree is a beauty and the texts are loaded with much symbolism and feeling. I loved Líder Falco's poem, I didn't know it. As in the man, in the trees there is an essence that makes them beat and stay upright. The tree in the photograph has the form of a group of bodies, united, that make their folds more interesting and sharp. Very good work. Congratulations.
Thank you for your comment and valuation, @nancybriti. For me, trees are nature's most admirable beings. Their presence alone reconciles us with life.
@josemalavem, In my opinion this Tree is so unique when it comes to it's Formations and Genetics.
These kind of Trees reflects as holding great secrets and in a way hiding secrets under these unique Formations.
Have a wonderful time ahead and stay blessed.
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Thanks for your comment, @chireerocks. Yes, the most eye-catching are the shapes. As the poet Eugenio Montejo says, trees speak little, but in silence, or with the rumor of their leaves, sometimes, they give us part of their secret.
Welcome and that sounds true. In a way we can find Mystics in Trees. Stay blessed.
Wonderful trees...
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Hi @josemalavem. Always sineto to read you that I have great lessons for your particular way of writing and deepen the topics. Also, for the quotes of authors that enrich your publications and for the very poetic comments you make of these writers.
In a very special way, I congratulate you on these beautiful photographs. The thick and curved stems showing the presence of time and the search for the sun. The roots clinging to the earth to sustain the enormous burden of life. Very symbolic your photographs.
Antonio Trujillo's poem is one of the most appreciated.
A big hello to you and thank you very much @adsactly with sharing this excellent post
Thank you for your thoughtful and appropriate comment, @marcybetancourt.