Red Roses
O red roses, You are the revealing mouths Of the creation.
I understand you
And understand your language Which has not The maliciousness of words. It expresses instead The love of the universe In silent beauty.
O red roses, You are the revealing mouths Of the creation.
I understand you
And understand your language Which has not The maliciousness of words. It expresses instead The love of the universe In silent beauty.
Salvatore Cutino's "Red Roses" is a short address to flowers, and the speaker treats them almost like beings with something to say. He calls them "the revealing mouths of the creation," as if the whole natural world has been waiting to speak and the roses are where it finally opens its lips. Their red petals become a kind of mouth, and what comes out is a language the speaker claims to understand.
What matters most is the contrast the poem draws with human speech. The roses' language lacks "the maliciousness of words": no lies, no insults, no hidden motives. Instead it carries "the love of the universe," and it does so "in silent beauty." The speaker seems tired of how people talk and finds a purer kind of communication in looking at something beautiful.
The mood is quiet, tender and admiring, close to a prayer. The feeling is gratitude and a sense of being let in on something the world rarely says out loud.