My Ode to Putricia, the Corpse Flower (from one ‘teacher’ to another) 🌸🌺💐🌷🌻🥀🌹 Fifteen long years, your silence held sway, Hidden in shadows, where green tendrils play. From Sumatra’s heart, rare and revered, A marvel of nature, both wondrous and feared. Your bloom, Putricia, fleeting as breath, A dance with life on the edge of death. For one brief day, your petals ignite, A beacon of science, a symbol of might. Oh, how your perfume, foul yet divine, Drew us together, in hours-long line. Sydneysiders flocked, their curiosity aflame, To glimpse your beauty, embrace your name. Through screens and whispers, your tale unfurled, Thousands watched, enrapt by your world. Your lesson profound, in your transient reign- That fleeting wonders bring lasting gain. Educators take heed, from this rare bloom’s stage, No worksheet, nor Zoom, nor textbook page, Can rival the power of moments lived, Of senses awakened, and passions lit. For in your rotting perfume, we found The pulse of life, both deep and profound. A teacher you were, Putricia, so rare, In one single day, your wisdom laid bare. You taught us to marvel, to wonder, to see, The fragile beauty of nature’s decree. Thank you, dear Putricia, for the fleeting grace Of teaching a city through time and space.
truly amazing plant
My Ode to Putricia, the Corpse Flower (from one ‘teacher’ to another)
🌸🌺💐🌷🌻🥀🌹
Fifteen long years, your silence held sway,
Hidden in shadows, where green tendrils play.
From Sumatra’s heart, rare and revered,
A marvel of nature, both wondrous and feared.
Your bloom, Putricia, fleeting as breath,
A dance with life on the edge of death.
For one brief day, your petals ignite,
A beacon of science, a symbol of might.
Oh, how your perfume, foul yet divine,
Drew us together, in hours-long line.
Sydneysiders flocked, their curiosity aflame,
To glimpse your beauty, embrace your name.
Through screens and whispers, your tale unfurled,
Thousands watched, enrapt by your world.
Your lesson profound, in your transient reign-
That fleeting wonders bring lasting gain.
Educators take heed, from this rare bloom’s stage,
No worksheet, nor Zoom, nor textbook page,
Can rival the power of moments lived,
Of senses awakened, and passions lit.
For in your rotting perfume, we found
The pulse of life, both deep and profound.
A teacher you were, Putricia, so rare,
In one single day, your wisdom laid bare.
You taught us to marvel, to wonder, to see,
The fragile beauty of nature’s decree.
Thank you, dear Putricia, for the fleeting grace
Of teaching a city through time and space.
Wow...this is excellent.
this is incredible! you really have a way with words❤️
Beautiful ❤️
I remember years ago when Selby Gardens of Sarasota, FL had one of those.
Watchin' from Houston, TX
I didn't see it open...?
There's another feed of this, you can go back in time. It was about 9 hours ago.
Yep. Waited and watch for 11 hours for it to do absolutely nothing. I guess I could have fast forward it
@JR-jc7oj yes you can, and there are other time-lapse videos on TH-cam.
please raise height of camera so we see more flower and fewer bald heads.
How dreadful for you. Demand your money back. Pathetic
Oh Mr Willson😂
cool idea
When a flower that smells like rotten fish has more views and likes than me.
It’s been just as bad in Washington DC in recent days.
Fale news. 12 hrs for nothing 😢
No thank u.. that's gross
thats really cool
wowzer. all democrats i would assume