Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Sonnet and Graphite

Graphite on Xerox paper
Quick Sketch

My beautiful cousin Bianca posted this lovely poem on my Facebook wall this morning. I've been lost in the words ever since. Wanted to share:

Sonnet XVII

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way than this:

where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.
― Pablo Neruda

Graphite on Xerox paper
Quick Sketch

Beautiful. Perhaps someone loves me without me knowing. The thought inspires me to create....

No comments: