Today's poet

[Derby Tup]

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Incidentally, I saw a lovely word for fans or scholars of Pablo Neruda recently. Not Nerudistas but similar I think

[freckle]

for all you nerudista's out there !!! :-)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B0rFKu8HsVg

here's the written word...

And now you're mine. Rest with your dream in my dream.
Love and pain and work should all sleep, now.
The night turns on its invisible wheels,
and you are pure beside me as a sleeping amber.

No one else, Love, will sleep in my dreams. You will go,
we will go together, over the waters of time.
No one else will travel through the shadows with me,
only you, evergreen, ever sun, ever moon.

Your hands have already opened their delicate fists
and let their soft drifting signs drop away; your eyes closed like two gray
wings, and I move

after, following the folding water you carry, that carries
me away. The night, the world, the wind spin out their destiny.
Without you, I am your dream, only that, and that is all.

Pablo Neruda

[Old Whippet]

DON'T GO FAR OFF, NOT EVEN FOR A DAY

Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,

because in that moment you'll have gone so far
I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

Pablo Neruda

That's rather gorgeous! thanks.
Had been writing about the stunning loveliness of the lakes today, but it was too crap to post. Even the Whippet has standards! MAybe tomorrow.

[freckle]

That's rather gorgeous! thanks.
Had been writing about the stunning loveliness of the lakes today, but it was too crap to post. Even the Whippet has standards! MAybe tomorrow.

Why thank you kind sir (doffs a pretend hat!)...I think you have standards and they are rather high judging by your last exquisite poetry offering !...i hope you get round to writing that poem as some of us don't get to the lakes that often and its nice to live life by proxy some times!

[Ady In Accy]

Childish simplistic optimistic expectation
Grown up complex pessimistic reservation
Aged fearful lonely trepidation
An Irreplaceable void and a nod to damnation

[freckle]

Childish simplistic optimistic expectation
Grown up complex pessimistic reservation
Aged fearful lonely trepidation
An Irreplaceable void and a nod to damnation

Welcome to the thread Ady! Hey this is really awesome! i always think the sign of a good poet is the ability to condense a lot into a small number of verse which you have acheived brilliantly here (from a technical point of view i think), also i liked the ideas you are talking about, they ring so true...wow! one of the best poems on here to date I think...

oh and i don't want to appear gushing (who me?) but i really liked the black and white photo on your photo stream

[Ady In Accy]

Thank you Freckle - think this is my 1st post on the poets thread. I fear I have gone all arty and Cohen esque since looking through the lens of a DSLR.

[Old Whippet]

Childish simplistic optimistic expectation
Grown up complex pessimistic reservation
Aged fearful lonely trepidation
An Irreplaceable void and a nod to damnation

A in A - enjoyed reading that a lot. I'm at line 2, working very hard rght now to ensure that the future is not as described in 3 and 4!

[freckle]

I said to the wanting-creature inside me:
What is this river you want to cross?
There are no travelers on the river-road, and no road.
Do you see anyone moving about on that bank, or nesting?

There is no river at all, and no boat, and no boatman.
There is no tow rope either, and no one to pull it.
There is no ground, no sky, no time, no bank, no ford!

And there is no body, and no mind!
Do you believe there is some place that will make the
soul less thirsty?
In that great absence you will find nothing.

Be strong then, and enter into your own body;
there you have a solid place for your feet.
Think about it carefully!
Don't go off somewhere else!

Kabir says this: just throw away all thoughts of
imaginary things,
and stand firm in that which you are.

Kabir </B>

[Derby Tup]

endless winter dusk
charcoal smudged indigo sky
over frozen fields