I am free
in the evening
the door is open
to the wind
inside
your thoughts travel
on the distance.
I know them
they are old thoughts
and I am new.
I don’t remember
it is not memory
it is now
I feel the breeze
of your thoughts.
Distance has
carried me
closer
and I am enjoined to you.
I am free
alone in the evening
I feel your breeze
as I could
blow on your skin.
I do not know
how this is so
I relax and catch
your words
they are soundless
beautiful.
Peter Bradburn
(From Mercurius, Poems On Change & Union)
(my deep gratitude to merc, the poet and painter, for allowing me to post this wonderful poem.
I know that my picture cannot compare with his drawing accompanying it on his blog,
but then I am telling myself that this is not a matter of comparing, but of searching for different ways of expressing
a - perhaps - similar feeling. and of being true to it.)
but then I am telling myself that this is not a matter of comparing, but of searching for different ways of expressing
a - perhaps - similar feeling. and of being true to it.)
I feel free just reading the poem. Intense image and beautiful words.
ReplyDeleteGenial Roxana...cum spuneam.
ReplyDeleteesti un om romantic? asa pari a fi. :)
There are those that find you in this world from my links. They struggle to mimic the soul of your sight, to no avail. In their world they have not gone/cannot go to their depths nor would they risk to find their own soul. It is easier for them to "feather their nest" by raiding someone else's. So when you soar to heights unknown, there are those who simply sleep to wake and say "what has she done today and what can I take from her to hope they may look at me in the same way"? They cannot, nor should not. Get a "no right click protection" on your site. Your photos and views should be attributed to only you.
ReplyDeleteThe poem woorks on so many levels and suggests so much. Thanks for posting it.
ReplyDeleteI agree that sharing poems or drawings is another good way of representing yourself just like sharing your own photos.. thanks Roxana.
ReplyDeleteCe frumos...
ReplyDelete"Distance has
carried me
closer
and I am enjoined to you."
...this mystery which has everything else inside of it.
...and the perfect image for the poem.
J'apprécie beaucoup votre travail, votre blog est dans la suggestion une métaphore à nous de l'interpréter selon son humeur...
ReplyDeleteminunat...
ReplyDeleteIf the object was to impart a supernatural quality to the photograph, you succeeded brilliantly. Even before reading the poem and the reference, I was reminded of a djinna materializing out of smoke and air.. (reminded? hah! as though I have seen so many of them! but i refer merely to illustrations in the fantasy fiction genre - some of which are truly magnificiant works of art.
ReplyDelete"I do not know
how this is so
I relax and catch
your words
they are soundless
beautiful."
Would it be wrong to describe in such terms, your very own missives?
why can't we feel free like this more often, my gentle one?
ReplyDeletedan, nu ma face sa rad :-)
ReplyDeleteF, S & P, first I'd like to thank you for your constant presence here, for your support and the way you understand my work. you find so beautiful words for me...
ReplyDeletere copyright, I had no idea about this situation. I am always happy when I can inspire others, but stealing is of course something else. it's very disturbing what you are telling me, and I thank you for this too. if I get that 'no right click protection' though, then my blog readers and friends who feel sometimes drawn to a particular image and inspired by it and want to post it on their blogs, mentioning my name of course, won't be able to do this anymore. this is a difficult dilemma.
you are welcome, Dave. yes, the poem is fabulous.
ReplyDeletethank you Peter. initially this was supposed to be a blog for photos only, like yours, but somehow it has evolved to the present state of it :-)
ReplyDeletemultumesc, James! :-)
ReplyDelete(I see that your Romanian is improving :-)
the sense of mystery is something we are not allowed to lose, ever.
Siam, merci beaucoup de votre visite, ca me fait un grand plaisir de pouvoir vous saluer ici... oui, interpretez tout selon votre desir...
ReplyDeleteedith, ma bucur :-)
ReplyDeleteZuma, I have never taken any compliment from these particular quarters lightly :-) but now I am really humbled. thank you. and grateful that you saw the supernatural quality in the picture, that was the reason I chose it in the first place - it was very difficult to find something to match the poem and its title, the 'numinous' feeling.
ReplyDeleteThe picture is breath-taking and eerie, as if under water.
ReplyDeletethanks, Sorlil, I love that word, eerie, even if I am not very sure as to how I should pronounce it :-)
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