of branches and bunches

Half the people in the village this morning were carrying bunches of flowers and greenery, which reminds me that it must be Domingo de Ramos – Palm Sunday.

Ramo and rama are words I can never get straight. Checking today in the on-line Diccionario de la Real Academia, I see that rama is a branch emerging from the tunk or main stem of a plant. Ramo, on the other hand, is a secondary level branch that emerges from the rama madre, or, perhaps, a rama cortada del árbol. If branches change sex the further they get from the trunk or once they’ve been cut from the tree, no wonder I’m confused.

Ramo is also a “conjunto o manojo de flores, ramas o hierbas…”, which presumably explains the posies.

I didn’t see any palm leaves this morning, and the pussy willow that we used to decorate the church with back in my childhood was also conspicuous by its absence. (Which is understandable as it’s way past its best here and already at the ugly moulting stage.)

Villager and donkeys
The neighbour walks home from the village
I’m still without a camera-computer cable, so another photo from the archives to accompany my favourite Palm Sunday poem:

The Donkey

When fishes flew and forests walked
And figs grew upon thorn,
Some moment when the moon was blood
Then surely I was born.

With monstrous head and sickening cry
And ears like errant wings,
The devil’s walking parody
On all four-footed things.

The tattered outlaw of the earth,
Of ancient crooked will;
Starve, scourge, deride me: I am dumb,
I keep my secret still.

Fools! For I also had my hour;
One far fierce hour and sweet:
There was a shout about my ears,
And palms before my feet.

 
G.K. Chesterton

Author: don't confuse the narrator

Exploring the boundary between writer and narrator through first person poetry, prose and opinion

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