With the sun shining, everything appears bright and beautiful,
I cannot all the Species rehearse,
Of Roses, in the narrow bounds of Verse.
Some curl’d, some wav’d about the tops are found,
Others with a thousand leaves are crowned. Through which the flamingo colors do appear.
Others are single – not t’insist on here. Either the Damask or the Numidian Rose,
Or Citrus, which in Lusitania grows. Roses unarm’d, if you the earth prepare,
May be produc’d, but that in danger are, because unguarded, for what excellence,
Can be secure on earth without defence?…
Poem by Rene’ Rapin
Roses from my garden
With the warm weather upon us, we try to soak in the warmth by sitting outside at cafes.
The multi-coloured environment influences our mood so much so that we tend to bring it indoors into our homes to make them bright and cheerful.
Photos shot at Centre Pompidou, Paris.
All the above photographs taken by Anu Arora