Oh aurora desprendida
de la sombra y la luna en el oceano
siempre vuelvo a tu sal abrasadora
siempre es tu soledad la que me incita
y llegado otra vez no se quien soy,
*****
Errante amor, retorno
coneste corazon fresco y cansado
que pertenece al agua y la arena
al territorio seco de la orilla,
a la batalla blanca de la espuma.
*****
Oh dawn, breaking out of
the shadow and the moon in the sea,
I always come back to your burning salt.
It is your solitude which always moves me
and, back once more, I don't know who I am.
*****
Wandering love, I come back
with this heart both fresh and wearied, belonging to water and sand,
to the dry spaces of the foreshore,
to the white war of the foam.
(Pablo Neruda in On the blue shores of silence (1993)
2004, almost over, but here's where I've been to the blue shores:
the Atlantic coast, at St. Augustine Beach
the Pacific Coast, at Cannon Beach
the Lake Michigan shoreline, at Empire MI.
6 comments:
Lovely picture...doesn't look like Lake Michigan... Lisa :-]
Being a Pisces, I am drawn to water. I love this poem....it took me away for a few moments with its sad beauty.
"I always come back to your burning salt." That is a remarkable line. Sadness, life, beauty, terror, all intertwined. The word you would have to use to describe this poem would be SUBLIME. Your poetry choices seem particularly apt for what you're going through in your life. It's beautiful to watch your choices, to think about how your choices coincide with your experience, both your inner and outer world. There is that fire imagery again--the dawn, the burning. The need to break out of the shadow of uncertainty, the desire to know again--who am I? Thank you for a beautiful experience.
Oh so pretty!!!!!
Tracy
Wow, that is breathtaking!
beautiful photo and words!
~JerseyGirl
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