Thursday 2 September 2010

☼ the holiday's over

the future is space,
earth coloured space,
cloud coloured,
colour of water, air,
black space with room for many dreams,
white space with room for all snow,
for all music:

behind lies despairing love
with no room for a kiss:
there's a place for everyone in forests,
in streets, in houses;
there's an underground space,
a submarine space,
but what joy to find in the end,
an empty planet,
great stars clear as vodka,
so uninhabited and so transparent
and arrive there with the first telephone
so that so many men can later discuss
all their infirmities:

the important thing is to be scarcely aware of oneself,
to scream from a rough mountain range
and see on another peak
the feet of a woman newly arrived:

come on, let's leave
this suffocating river
in which we swim with other fish
from dawn to shifting night
and now in this discovered space
let's fly to a pure solitude:

pablo neruda


  1. Fly to pure solitude
    something i aspire to

  2. Hi Dee, I found you!! Lovely blog and I think the September photograph is beautiful!

  3. don't we all Trisha?
    you beat me to it Anna:
    thank you:


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