What spring does with the cherry trees

farewell winter coat

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 grey light unwind in turning fans.
My words rained over you, stroking you.
A long time I have loved the 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, part of Every Day You Play in Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair

Today the air
is delicious
and I take long thirsty sips
from the deepest, deepest
part of me,
throwing the windows
wide open
to the breeze
inside my chest.

Sunlight greets me
like an impatient puppy
at the front door in the morning,
washing over me,
patting my back with soft warm rays
and it can't seem to
get enough
of gazing into my face,
staying up late to light my way.

The animals are having babies -
dark tufts
tottering after the ducks,
tiny downy
rabbits blinking up at me,
perfectly white
lambs pirouetting with spring fever.

Lilac, hawthorn,
birch and hazel,
all are growing leaves the size of mouse ears,
nettles and wood anemones colouring in
the forest floor (green).

The blackbirds are singing
my favourite songs again
from the top of the trees,
tits, sparrows and robins are warbling in the hedge.

(I wrote this
and read it
and thought this writing
contains
nothing
so I cut it up
and spaced it out
and I think
poetry is allowed
to contain nothing?)

Wishing you this much and more.
May spring whisper
sweet nothings in your ear,
the southerly wind
take you dancing.

little tuft

Comments

[PixieDust]

Poetry is allowed most anything so long as it touches us... your poem contains everything that makes me think, and love... and most assuredly love you...

:-)

(((HUGS))), mi amor...

[kateri]

That is my FAVOURITE Neruda poem...

rustic baskets of kisses....*sigh*

I read that poem in spanish, aloud, in the bathtub.

Duckling love...so sweet. And your poem is perfectly lovely and full.

xo

[susanna]

Beeaaauuutiful photographs here, Caroline! Oh my, oh my... Your first photograph made me smile. It's so lovely and shows that you have a good sense of humour. Poor wintercoat, being buried in storage... :) Come to think of it, I want that exact coat, flowers and all, for next winter! And look at that little duckling - such a little miracle.

And you know, that is my favourite Pablo Neruda poem.

[ruby]

you are SO a writer...you have a poet's soul -- i can tell by the way you see the world. :)

[kristen]

your words and images here caroline, so lovely. have a fantastic weekend my beauty. xo

[joan]

Dear beautiful friend...

all of this was so incredibly divine that I just could not gulp it down into my heart and being quickly enough.
Could you please, please, please offer the first picture in your etsy store? please?

When I saw you with the blossoms I got an instant lump in my throat... so beautiful the feelings from the captured image of wonderful you.

may love and wonder surround you this weekend...
xoxo

[Rebekah]

Love the black and white photos. So soft and lovely. And your writing once again leaves me happy and inspired.

[darlene]

how absolutely beautiful ... so full and rich and full of spring while i sit here and watch the snow swirl outside my window ...

[maddie]

ohhhhhh pablo and your glorious poem and
that precious little 'tuft'

just make me BEAM with joy!

Your package came today and i am
just coveting that alice notebook:)

smoooch!!!

:)

[rhayne]

Such beautiful poetry, and oh! These pictures!

What a creative idea...blossoms on your winter coat...a spring farewell.

And if that isn't the sweetest little duckling I have ever seen...if only I could hold one in my hand, just for a few moments.

xoxo

[Jessie]

I am in absolute heaven here! :) I think you have captured each of the 5 senses and magnified them by a million times and then softened them with such a delightful sense of peacefulness that....*deep breath*...I feel wonderful having been here.

You are a beautiful writer and an amazing photographer. You are a gift. :)

[Marie]

Beautiful poems and photos. I want to give you an award, please visit my blog :)

[thea]

amazing poem and photos.

[degan]

oh my dear that is all so beautiful! love the poem and the coat and the new season, yay! xo