I Like You When You Are Quiet

Posted by Maverick ~ on June 12, 2015
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I Like You When You Are Quiet
Pablo Neruda

I like you when you are quiet because it is as though you are absent,
and you hear me from far away, and my voice does not touch you.
It looks as though your eyes had flown away
and it looks as if a kiss had sealed your mouth.

Like all things are full of my soul
You emerge from the things, full of my soul.
Dream butterfly, you look like my soul,
and you look like a melancoly word.

I like you when you are quiet and it is as though you are distant.
It is as though you are complaining, butterfly in lullaby.
And you hear me from far away, and my voice does not reach you:
let me fall quiet with your own silence.

Let me also speak to you with your silence
Clear like a lamp, simple like a ring.
You are like the night, quiet and constellated.
Your silence is of a star, so far away and solitary.

I like you when you are quiet because it is as though you are absent.
Distant and painful as if you had died.
A word then, a smile is enough.
And I am happy, happy that it is not true.

Zen ~

Posted by Maverick ~ on June 9, 2015
Posted in: Flowers, Monochrome Madness, Photography. Tagged: , , , .

Zen ~

“At my Rolling Stones’ tour, the camera was a protection. I used it in a Zen way.”  
Annie Leibovitz

Monochrome Madness will be posted later today for your viewing pleasure on Leanne Cole’s blog.
If you would like to participate and submit a photo in the upcoming weeks, please email your monochrome image to leanne@leannecole.com.au and include a link to your blog or website if you have one. It doesn’t have to be WordPress blogger, it can be a Facebook page, a Flickr page, etc. Include your name or your blog name. The image size should be low resolution, so the largest size should be 1000 pixels or less. The deadline for submission is before 6 p.m. on or before Tuesday, Melbourne Australia time. The earlier the better for Leanne. If you should miss the deadline your photograph will be posted the following week. The complete instructions are posted on Leanne’s blog should you have any questions or need help. The first MM of every month will have a theme. The next theme will be *K* on July 7th. There will be two galleries during the theme week, one for the theme and one like there normally is for those that may choose not to do a theme.  ✽

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Monochrome Madness

A Magic Moment I Remember

Posted by Maverick ~ on June 7, 2015
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A Magic Moment I Remember
by Alexander Pushkin

A magic moment I remember:
I raised my eyes and you were there.
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that’s beautiful and rare.

I pray to mute despair and anguish
To vain pursuits the world esteems,
Long did I near your soothing accents,
Long did your features haunt my dreams.

Time passed- A rebel storm-blast scattered
The reveries that once were mine
And I forgot your soothing accents,
Your features gracefully divine.

In dark days of enforced retirement
I gazed upon grey skies above
With no ideals to inspire me,
No one to cry for, live for, love.

Then came a moment of renaissance,
I looked up- you again are there,
A fleeting vision, the quintessence
Of all that`s beautiful and rare.

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Are not in these shores

Posted by Maverick ~ on June 5, 2015
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“Are not in these shores”
“Non sono in queste rive”
by Torquato Tasso

Are not in these shores crimson flowers
Non sono in queste rive
fiori così vermigli

like the lips of my lady,
come le labbra de la donna mia,

in the sound of the summer breeze
nè’l suon de l’aure estive

between roses and lilies
tra fonti rose e gigli

does its song make the sweetest harmony.
fa del suo canto più dolce armonia.

The song that you give back to me to like
Canto che m’ardi e piaci,

Interrupted only by our kisses.
t’interrompano solo i nostri baci.

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Summer Sun

Posted by Maverick ~ on June 3, 2015
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Great is the sun, and wide he goes
Through empty heaven with repose;
And in the blue and glowing days
More thick than rain he showers his rays.

Though closer still the blinds we pull
To keep the shady parlour cool,
Yet he will find a chink or two
To slip his golden fingers through.

The dusty attic spider-clad
He, through the keyhole, maketh glad;
And through the broken edge of tiles
Into the laddered hay-loft smiles.

Meantime his golden face around
He bares to all the garden ground,
And sheds a warm and glittering look
Among the ivy’s inmost nook.

Above the hills, along the blue,
Round the bright air with footing true,
To please the child, to paint the rose,
The gardener of the World, he goes.
Robert Louis Stevenson

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