“I will bring you happy flowers”

Every Day You Play

Every day you play with the light of the universe.
Subtle visitor, you arrive in the flower and the water.
You are more than this white head that I hold tightly
as a cluster of fruit, every day, between my hands.

You are like nobody since I love you.
Let me spread you out among yellow garlands.
Who writes your name in letters of smoke among the stars of the south?
Oh let me remember you as you were before you existed.

Suddenly the wind howls and bangs at my shut window.
The sky is a net crammed with shadowy fish.
Here all the winds let go sooner or later, all of them.
The rain takes off her clothes.

The birds go by, fleeing.
The wind. The wind.
I can contend only against the power of men.
The storm whirls dark leaves
and turns loose all the boats that were moored last night to the sky.

You are here. Oh, you do not run away.
You will answer me to the last cry.
Cling to me as though you were frightened.
Even so, at one time a strange shadow ran through your eyes.

Now, now too, little one, you bring me honeysuckle,
and even your breasts smell of it.
While the sad wind goes slaughtering butterflies
I love you, and my happiness bites the plum of your mouth.

How you must have suffered getting accustomed to me,
my savage, solitary soul, my name that sends them all running.
So many times we have seen the morning star burn, kissing our eyes,
and over our heads the gray light unwind in turning fans.

My words rained over you, stroking you.
A long time I have loved the sunned mother-of-pearl of your body.
I go so far as to think that you own the universe.
I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells,
dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.
I want
to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.

Pablo Neruda

budding opening one full bloommoor blooming all in bloom

bloom 2bloom 3bloom 4

Pablo Neruda’s words keep floating around as I take pictures of springs progress… day by day .

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  1. #1 by Jillsy Girl on May 13, 2011 - 1:11 pm

    I can experience Spring all over again with these fantastic images! Thank you! Wouldn’t it be wonderful if Spring could last a few extra weeks? My favorite season!

  2. #2 by pattisj on May 13, 2011 - 1:21 pm

    Beautiful words and photos. What a lovely reprieve from housework! Thanks for a moment of escape.

  3. #3 by Kerri on May 14, 2011 - 5:29 am

    Pablo Neruda and blossom trees! Two of my favourite things 🙂

  4. #4 by jeanie on May 14, 2011 - 8:11 am

    I can see why those words stick in your head — how very beautiful! Your images always take me to a wonderful world, and while I know it is just a few miles away, somehow I feel you see it more completely and in more depth than I!

    So sorry I couldn’t come and play — Kate says your studio is incredible and I really do want to come out sometime when it works for you. The concert was good and I was glad I was there in that they needed help shepherding people around but I so missed being with creative types. Much more creative when I can experiment with others!

    So, now that you are getting all set up, are you going to teach?

  5. #5 by Trish ~ ♥ ~ on May 14, 2011 - 10:06 am

    so pretty, nicely captured ~ so spring!

  6. #6 by Bella Skye on May 14, 2011 - 8:52 pm

    What a lovely poem and what lovely pictures to go with it! Great job!

  7. #7 by Nancy on May 15, 2011 - 6:25 pm

    This is a lovely springtime post, Christina. Are these crabapple blossoms?

    Your photos are so fresh. 🙂

  8. #8 by JUANA on May 22, 2011 - 5:27 pm

    Ah, flowers and Neruda… what fantastic combination!

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