More Met and Central Park (Thursday Doors)
suddenly
visible, exposed
by fallen
leaves—branches
opening new horizons,
hidden reflections
The glass doors-and-windows at the back of the Met showed me something last week that I knew was there but did not expect to see reflected back at me. I turned around and there it was–the Obelisk, Cleopatra’s Needle.
This is an actual Egyptian Obelisk from the Temple of the Sun. It was gifted to the United States by Egypt in commemoration of the opening of the Suez Canal in the late 1800s. Why and how it ended up in Central Park behind the museum requires further investigation. I also need to get closer on another visit for more detailed photos.
The fallen leaves make for beautiful patterns, both in the tree shapes and their reflections.
It was a very foggy day. In the photo below, taken on my way to the Museum, you can’t even see that there are buildings beyond the trees.
On the way back, several hours later, the fog had lifted somewhat–bottoms of buildings were now visible–but I was also surprised to see hundreds of geese spread across the empty ball fields. I saw more tufted titmice too.
I have enough photos from the Met now for quite a few more Thursday Door posts. So they will keep showing up every once in awhile. And yes, I did take a photo of the completely decorated tree.
You can always find more doors here at Thursday Doors, hosted by Dan Antion.
Awesome poem, doors and photos. The bare trees add to the beauty of the manmade structures it seems. Love the details about the Egyptian obelisk. I did not know that!!
Lovely sharing. I enjoyed it!
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Thanks Suzette. I need to do more research on the obelisk.
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Awesome!
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The photograph of the window with the reflection of the branches is simply gorgeous.
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Thanks Smitha. Reflections ate always magical.
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Stellar photographic eye, dear K. Gorgeous. Loved seeing what it looked liked after the dog lifted. Those buildings, geese and titmouse were always there. Adore this.
Loved the leaves reflecting back. Wonderful. Thanks.
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Thanks Selma. More to come!
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I love how the final line pulls it all together ❤️
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Thanks David.
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I love reflections, and thanks for showing us a closer view of the obelisk. I also really liked the fog photos. There’s something eerie about the fog when only portions of the buildings are visible.
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Thanks Dan. I imagine it must be really eerie to be inside the building surrounded by fog.
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Yes, the fog lifting to reveal the tease of hidden buildings – wonderful!
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Thanks Muri. Fog really does alter the landscape.
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Beautiful Kerfe: both the mirrors affording hidden views, and the skyline hidden by cloud!
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Thanks Ingrid. There is always something new to see.
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Holy cow! That was some serious fog hiding some serious buildings! Isn’t nature amazing? Wonderfully spare poetry, like a tree after its leaves are gone.
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Thanks Aletha. I wonder what it’s like to live or work in one of those very tall buildings? They are often fog-bound this time of year. I would not like that!
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I love all the photos of bare branches! I find them very appealing, for some reason.
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I really like them too Liz. They make such beautiful patterns.
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Me too! From the fullness and colors of leaves to the patterns and structure of the branches. We were just talking about this yesterday! And that obelisk! Gosh. Seems like magic there in your midst. 🌲
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Yes…I really need to go take a closer look.
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👁️😍
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Interesting doors and a lovely Christmas tree
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Thanks Tanja.
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One of the joys of winter is being able to see the branches and things we missed among the leaves. I love the reflections, too. And the poem covers it all.
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Thanks Merril. It’s so true–I always see things in winter that I never noticed before. Plus I love seeing the shapes of the trees.
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You’re welcome, Kerfe.
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I’m imagining the moment when you noticed the obelisk in the reflection of the windows and turned around to look at it. Truly remarkable. I wonder what kind of energy you’d feel if you could put your hand on it (in warmer weather)? Such neat effects the fog gives with its erasure. Cool pics, Kerfe!
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Thanks Jade. I wonder if the public is allowed to touch it? The only way to find out is to find the path that leads there.
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I think you will be able to do it (just a feeling) and can’t wait to hear how it goes…
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So cool. I wonder if the architects had more than a vague idea of how enchanting that would be from every angle. I am also imagining the journey of that obelisk from the desert to the snow and fog…and the spirits who traveled with it!
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Beautiful photo of the trees reflected in the windows! And I look forward to learning more about your research on the obelisk. Lovely poem too! ❤️
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Thanks Jill!
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