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poem by Rainer Maria Rilke
The Man Watching
I can tell by the way the trees beat, after
so many dull days, on my worried windowpanes
that a storm is coming,
and I hear the far-off fields say things
I can’t bear without a friend,
I can’t love without a sister.
The storm, the shifter of shapes, drives on
across the woods and across time,
and the world looks as if it had no age:
the landscape like a line in the psalm book,
is seriousness and weight and eternity.
What we choose to fight is so tiny!
What fights with us is so great!
If only we would let ourselves be dominated
as things do by some immense storm,
we would become strong too, and not need names.
When we win it’s with small things,
and the triumph itself makes us small.
What is extraordinary and eternal
does not want to be bent by us.
I mean the Angel who appeared
to the wrestlers of the Old Testament:
when the wrestler’s sinews
grew long like metal strings,
he felt them under his fingers
like chords of deep music.
Whoever was beaten by this Angel
(who often simply declined the fight)
went away proud and strengthened
and great from that harsh hand,
that kneaded him as if to change his shape.
Winning does not tempt that man.
This is how he grows: by being defeated, decisively,
by constantly greater beings.
trans. from original German by Robert Bly
I posted these elsewhere but I now find this is the appropriate place thank you Xtoph.
without further comment here are the few I posted elswhere by mistake.
in addition to these some old some new I have a color version of this one
sorry I got them in the wrong place before
John aka bosjohn21
It's a shot that can be interpreted in many ways. Perhaps the man is horseplaying with his son? Or another friend? Or maybe a real fight (though the body language does not convince me it is.) There is a starkness to the entire scene. Thought-provoking and unusual photo, Chris.
The poem is great, works well with the photo.
very nice to hear from you again!
these first two make a nice pair, john, as i see you can tell. i like the blue bg in the second one, but the expression is so strong in the first that it probably has more impact.
this one i may prefer in color, but either way it looks a little stretched out to me--probably just a skinny woman, but all those vertical lines exaggerate the impression.
i think you may recall that i liked both these shots. fwiw, film scans can be difficult to sharpen for the web at full scan resolution (where the grain interferes), but if you selectively re-sharpen at the display size, you usually get a better result.
but then, you know that they say about sharpness--it's never been of great concern to me. i think the attitude and emotion show through both of these as is.
I like all of them but I find the second one stands out. There is something sublime about it. I tried cropping off the shirtsleeve on the left and it worked even better for me.
i've always thought people smoking were an almost irresistible photo subject. i like the medium-far distance you have shot from in many of these; it gives a more complex scene, yet you manage to have the cigarettes visible enough to read also.
the second one probably works best for me.
a couple of smokin' pics in reply:
you have penchant for shooting your subjects against really busy backgrounds to the point they almost disappear. While usually this would not be good you have somehow made not just the smoker the subject but the entire frame the subject which seems to be making a very strong statement about smoking, Some nice imagery
John aka bosjohn21