Such a lover of color he was,
always savoring; savoring the
soul-soothing wild indigo, the
blue of a summer sky and the
·
way a daisy with yellow tummy
and white fringe reminded him
to center. He loved the roses,
thorned and feral in racy and
·
raunchy reds and salacious
pinks, accenting the landscape,
exploding with an earthy laugh.
Peppermint was known to trip
·
him into ecstasy; the licorice scent
of fennel to tickle his fancy from
hat to boots. Trees were wise,
with their bulk, age, and sage
·
gnarled trunks. He loved the
sun, setting in Arizona colors,
flaming yellows and oranges,
rising at dawn in New York’s
·
spring peach and pansy hues.
An amiable meal and a good
night’s sleep were raptures
treasured. A cup of coffee, a
·
glass of wine, magical elixirs.
He loved his child too, going
about the business of play, fresh
hands rummaging in new worlds.
·
He loved. He just loved –
….today’s joy,
……..tomorrow’s hope,
…………yesterday’s confusions …
“I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.”
One Hundred Love Sonnets: XVII by Pablo Neruda in The Essential Neruda: Selected Poems
© 2010 (poem), 2014 (photograph), Jamie Dedes, All rights reserved
what a blessed man he must have been!
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What a wonderful poem to return home to…a brilliant poem.
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Welcome home, Charlie! I hope it was a wonderful trip.
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What a beautiful pansy! I am not familiar with Mr Neruda.
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So touching that last line, Jamie.
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Are you just being poetic or is that the saddest of all poems? If you get a chance I would love you to read “Silences” Its in poetry pages. I think it is so sad because it promise the world.
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Oh, Jamie. Exquisite.
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The ending here really got me. You describe so much loveliness to contrast with that deep sadness.
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Such a joyful poem and profound.
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I remember my daughter introducing Neruda’s poetry to us on Valentine’s Day 2008; my husband died the next night. She drew and framed a beautiful calligraphy piece for me later. The sensuality of his poetry is nicely reflected in yours, Jamie.
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Reblogged this on Ben Naga and commented:
Admire.
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Thank you, Ben!
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My pleasure. And that, I am sure, of all those who would not have seen this otherwise. 🙂
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That’s kind, Ben. 🙂 Happy T. Day if you are celebrating.
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I am a UK citizen and have native “american” friends.
Catch my comment at http://thesecretkeeper.net/2014/11/26/untitled-from-something-wonderful/
Have a happy day yourself anyway. 🙂 And thanks for the poem.
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Excellent !
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