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Thursday, April 26, 2018

Reading Rilke in Paris's Jardin des Plantes

Henri Cole on loneliness, Felix Gonzalez-Torres, and Brokeback Mountain:
"This morning I sat in the disheveled Jardin des Plantes reading Rainer Maria Rilke’s poem “Blue Hydrangea.” He describes the leaves as being “rough and dry” and the pretty umbels as being like “old blue letter-paper which the years / have touched with yellow, violet, and gray.” Rilke is said to have written his final drafts on old blue letter paper. This week, pondering the flowers—with their complex shadings of blue—in all the flower shops of Paris, I was reminded of how short life is but also of how tough and durable humans are."
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