Been circling for a thousand years

This week I took part in a Leica-run online seminar on “Poetry and Photography”, presented by Olaf Willoughby. It was a fascinating session with an assignment to go out and create photos that would be our interpretation of a poem (we had two to choose from). Here is one of my attempts (and the poem is below).

St Albans cathedral abstract poem circling orbits Rainer Maria Rilke

St Albans Cathedral, Hertfordshire, May 2020

I Live My Life In Growing Orbits
– Rainer Maria Rilke

I live my life in growing orbits
which move out over the things of the world.
Perhaps I can never achieve the last,
but that will be my attempt.

I am circling around God, around the ancient tower,
and I have been circling for a thousand years,
and I still don’t know if I am a falcon, or a storm,
or a great song.

(Translated by Robert Bly)


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I’ll admit that many of us openly break the numeric rule and share far more words (all excellent of course!) so the key rule is to have a title of six words – and then create around that the post that you desire! Perhaps in bunches of 6 words if you’re feeling inspired.

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Copyright Debbie Smyth, 23 May 2020

Posted as part of Six Word Saturday

55 thoughts on “Been circling for a thousand years

    1. Glad it had that effect on you! 🙂
      I produced a gloomier version than this, but chose this edit in the end, as it reminds me of John Constable. But I think that is stepping way beyond my artistic abilities 🙂

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  1. I’ve not read Rilke but the kwotes (blame Sue! 🙂 ) are always good. It’s like looking through a jam jar or a glass bottle, Debs. Not very flattering to St. Albans but very appropriate for the poem.

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