There isn’t just one reason to publish the poem The Blossom by William Shakespeare. There are many reasons to publish the poem on our website. In this article, we will explain each and every reason to publish this beautiful poem.
To be honest, this isn’t the full poem. The text as we used for this article is part of a play by Shakespeare: Love’s Labour’s Lost. This is one of the earliest comedies written by him. The exact date of creation is not clear. It’s safe to assume that this play was written around 1590. It was to be played first at the Inns of Court before no one other than Queen Elizabeth I.
We could try to analyse this comedy, but this has already been done. Therefore we are more than happy to send you to the Wikipedia page, that can be found by clicking here.
This part is very interesting because it relates to the photo we used for this article.
A personal note
We normally don’t do this, but there is always a good reason to step of the path you are walking on. In this case, there is a perfectly good excuse to do this. To share this poem and in particular the photo that we used for this poem. This is a personal note.
This photograph isn’t just any photograph. It shows some of the wonders of Mother Nature as we can see in springtime. The colours are magnificent during this period of the year. It seems that nature has woken from its sleep and tells us that we all must see and enjoy what it has to offer. Blossom is one of these beautiful creations of nature.
If you search for the hashtag blossom, there is a good chance that you will see similar photographs. This one is different. Very different to be precise. No, it doesn’t differ from many other photographs taken by various photographers around the world. But it does, once you know about the background story to this photograph.
No, we are not a photography website. We are, however, a website that combines poetry with images. Photographs are images. We try to do our best when it comes to selecting the right type of photo for the poem we publish. Sometimes the poets who send in their work ask if we could come up with an image. In other scenarios, the poet could have died many, many years ago – like Shakespeare. Then it’s our goal to link the poem to a suitable photograph.
So, what about this personal note? Or the background story? It’s fairly simple when you ask Harm Jagerman – owner and editor of The Ministry of Poetic Affairs:
“This photograph was taken this morning. It wasn’t ‘shot’ by me, but I was present when the person who took this photograph made this piece of art. This photograph was taken by my son. He is nine-years-old.”
This might not mean anything to you. Take into consideration that this nine-years-old is going through a very rough or though time in his (young) life and the story is complete. It’s the result of careful planning, taking the time and just taking an amazing photograph. One we are more than happy to relate to these beautiful words of Shakespeare.
ON a day–alack the day!–
Love, whose month is ever May,
Spied a blossom passing fair
Playing in the wanton air:
Through the velvet leaves the wind
All unseen ‘gan passage find;
That the lover, sick to death,
Wish’d himself the heaven’s breath.
Air, quoth he, thy cheeks may blow;
Air, would I might triumph so!
But, alack, my hand is sworn
Ne’er to pluck thee from thy thorn:
Vow, alack, for youth unmeet;
Youth so apt to pluck a sweet!
Do not call it sin in me
That I am forsworn for thee;
Thou for whom e’en Jove would swear
Juno but an Ethiop were;
And deny himself for Jove,
Turning mortal for thy love.
— William Shakespeare
Interested to see more of the work of this (very) young photographer? Click here.