Words are not just words
they are kisses
on the lips of silence
that speak of your essence

Thursday, March 11, 2010


Every Day You Play

Every day you play with the light of the universe.
Subtle visitor, you arrive in the flower and the water.
You are more than this white head that I hold tightly
as a cluster of fruit, every day, between my hands.

You are like nobody since I love you.
Let me spread you out among yellow garlands.
Who writes your name in letters of smoke among the stars of the south?
Oh let me remember you as you were before you existed.

Suddenly the wind howls and bangs at my shut window.
The sky is a net crammed with shadowy fish.
Here all the winds let go sooner or later, all of them.
The rain takes off her clothes.

The birds go by, fleeing.
The wind. The wind.
I can contend only against the power of men.
The storm whirls dark leaves
and turns loose all the boats that were moored last night to the sky.

You are here. Oh, you do not run away.
You will answer me to the last cry.
Cling to me as though you were frightened.
Even so, at one time a strange shadow ran through your eyes.

Now, now too, little one, you bring me honeysuckle,
and even your breasts smell of it.
While the sad wind goes slaughtering butterflies
I love you, and my happiness bites the plum of your mouth.

How you must have suffered getting accustomed to me,
my savage, solitary soul, my name that sends them all running.
So many times we have seen the morning star burn, kissing our eyes,
and over our heads the gray light unwind in turning fans.

My words rained over you, stroking you.
A long time I have loved the sunned mother-of-pearl of your body.
I go so far as to think that you own the universe.
I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells,
dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.
I want
to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.

Pablo Neruda


zoe said...

you always bring the beauty of the world out! thank you vesna!

Rosa said...

What a sweet smell I can feel! What nice colours I can see! It's Spring time. A soft, parfumed atmosphere is spreading around. And with Spring, love feelings. Nature awakens, and with it, human feelings :). That's what your beautiful post makes me feel.

Thanks Vesna.

Migue said...

Muy bonito Veki, muy muy bonito.

☆sapphire said...

What a delightful post! I enjoyed this thoroughly! The poem and youtube video are fascinating! Thank you!

Vesna said...

Thank you so much for visiting, Happy Spring dear friends:))))

Zara said...

Amazing poetry dear Vesna and the video is lovely! Thank you and Happy Spring!:)

Diane said...

Like a beautiful breeze Vesna!

levent said...

Thank you Vesna !

Kittie Howard said...

What a beautiful spring welcome! Zoe's right, you always bring out the beauty in the world...and this makes people smile with quiet happiness...thank you, Vesna!