Sunday, October 09, 2005

The path to forgetting

I must be crazy to be posting something like this.
Just look at it as a moment where I lost just a little bit of my composure and perhaps my sanity.

;-p

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Tonight I Can Write...
Pablo Neruda

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, 'The night is starry

and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.

I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.

How could one not have loved her great still eyes.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.
To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.

And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her?

The night is shattered and she is not with me.
This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance

My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight searches for her as though to go to her.

My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees.

We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.

My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.
Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.

Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.

Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms

my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer

and these the last verses that I write for her.

8 comments:

Musophrenia said...

wow!! :-)

petewatcher said...

"Rejoice in those around you who transforms into the Force. Miss them do not."
-- Yoda

Wow Karl. Senti you are...

JenMP said...

Did YOU write that?? Anyway, that was beautiful. And sad. And vulnerable. Thanks for sharing! Wouldn't mind hearing more. ;o)

karlmd said...

i WISH i wrote that. it was written by pablo neruda, a very good south american poet (i forget which country...).

wickedsis said...
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wickedsis said...

after finals, i'll send u a reading of that poem by andy garcia :)

Anonymous said...

Hi Karl: I followed a link to ur blog from Maan's site.
Hope you're doing great. I miss you =).
Ance

karlmd said...

pia,

i have the whole lot of them readings by celebrities, the il postino ost. it's in my ipod. so thanks. hehe.

-kh-