To conceptualize
ponder
carve
the wheel,
not knowing that
it will take a man
to China.
Content
with ease of
burden,
speckled rocks
or
blood-fresh
pterodactyl.
Dreams
that go beyond
their maker
like
a glistening
spider web
or
A homely stalk
that stretches
grows
explodes
into a cloud
of fragrant
blossom
are best.
The Lost Children: A Charity Anthology
He’s my favorite, you know.
“Dreams that go beyond their maker”. It’s what i live for.
Actually I wrote this one after reading some of his odes. I love his turning simple things into magic, the concise statements, sharp images, and the fact that all of us can relate to his stories.
Susan, I haven’t read any of Neruda’s work, but I certainly find a wondrous appeal in what you’ve written here about creativity. Especially ‘the wheel going to china’ and the ‘homely stalk that explodes’.
Roberta I think you’d like Neruda a lot–your own words are geared towards that simple imagery. I have “Selected Odes of Pablo Neruda” but I did present one of his pieces in its entirety on this post here.
You can read it (ignore my interjected commentary) and see if it’s something you’d enjoy. My attempts to draw on his style, you’ll see, are woefully lacking in skill.
Came back to read it again. Really quite wonderful. And here then, i find two of my favorite people sharing wisps of wonder. Small world indeed.