debbie millman

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Poetry Tuesday: "Give me a full-throated tune, tell me that you are in love, and I'll know once again what it feels like to be alive."

‘I do not love you as if you were brine-rose, topaz,’
XVII From: ‘Cien sonetos de amor’
by Pablo Neruda

I do not love you as if you were brine-rose, topaz,
or barbed carnations thrown off by the fire.
I love you as certain hidden things are loved,
secretly, between night and soul.

I love you like the flower-less plant
carrying inside itself the light of those flowers,
and, graced by your love, a fierce perfume
risen from earth, is alive, concealed in my flesh.

I love you without knowing how, whence, when.
I love you truly, without doubts, without pride,
I love you so, and know, no other way to love,

none but this mode of neither You nor I,
so close that your hand over my chest is my hand,
so close they are your eyes I shut when I sleep.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

caliente mommy

11/28/2006 11:32:00 AM  
Blogger a/ok said...

I lovelovelove Neruda. Especially this one. Nice choice.

11/28/2006 04:14:00 PM  

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