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In My Sky At Twilight ~Pablo Neruda

sunset

In my sky at twilight you are like a cloud
and your form and colour are the way I love them.
You are mine, mine, woman with sweet lips
and in your life my infinite dreams live.

The lamp of my soul dyes your feet,
the sour wine is sweeter on your lips,
oh reaper of my evening song,
how solitary dreams believe you to be mine!

You are mine, mine, I go shouting it to the afternoon’s
wind, and the wind hauls on my widowed voice.
Huntress of the depth of my eyes, your plunder
stills your nocturnal regard as though it were water.

You are taken in the net of my music, my love,
and my nets of music are wide as the sky.
My soul is born on the shore of your eyes of mourning.
In your eyes of mourning the land of dreams begin.

~Pablo Neruda

Happy Blogoversary (to me)!!!

Friends, you’re invited!  It’s a party over here on Pamanner’s Blog!  Chocolate cake with chocolate icing!   Happy Blogoversay to me!  Happy National Poetry Month to us!!!!! Yay!  To celebrate, I’m sharing one of many poems (from poets I consider my favorites) along with a little boy’s recitation I find adorable.  What’s your favorite poem?  Feel free to share a link in the comment section!  Enjoy and stay for a while (there’s ice cream too)!  xo

 

 

 

 

 

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz

~Pablo Neruda

I don’t love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as certain dark things are loved,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom and carries
hidden within itself the light of those flowers,
and thanks to your love, darkly in my body
lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you simply, without problems or pride:
I love you in this way because I don’t know any other way of loving

but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.