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Thursday, June 10, 2010


Ode To My Joy
Pablo Neruda

green leaf
resting on the window sill,
tiny brightness
newly born,
musical elephant,
fragile gust of wind
but more often
everlasting bread,
hope realized,
and duty properly done:
I scorned you, joy--
I was given bad advice.
The moon lured me along its paths.
Ancient poets
lent me their glasses
and I drew
a dark halo
around everything I saw,
a black crown on every flower,
a melancholy kiss
on each pair of beloved lips.
But there's still time.
Let me make it up to you.
I thought
the bush caught up in the storm
had only to singe
my heart,
that rain had only to drench
my clothes
in the crimson land of mourning,
that if I closed
my eyes to the rose
and caressed the open wound
suffering my share of everyone's pain--
that only then was I aiding my fellow man.
In this I erred.
I had lost my way,
so today I call on you, joy.

You are necessary as the earth.
You warm our hearts like fire.
You are perfect, like bread.
You are musical, like the water of a river.
You make gifts of honey circulating like a bee.

Joy, I was a moody youth:
I found your mop of hair

But when its abundance showered down on my chest I discovered it wasn't true.

Today, joy,
I ran into you on the street,
far from any book.
Come with me:

I want to go with you
house to house,
I want to go from town to town,
flag to flag.
You aren't just for me.
We will go to islands,
and seas.
We will go to mines,
and forests.
Not only will I be greeted by solitary woodsmen,
poor washerwomen, or gruff and stately
all of them bearing your bouquets:
there will also be crowds
and gatherings,
lumberjacks and longshoremen,
and brave boys
fighting their fight.

Around the world with you
and with my song!
With the star's winking flight
and the sea spray's delight!

I will deliver them all
because to all
I owe my joy.

Let no one questions why I should want
to give the world's wonders
to all mankind:
I learned the hard way
it's my earthly duty
to spread joy--
and I do this through my song.

I hope you are enjoying nature's delights,
thank you for visiting :)


Migue said...

Neruda mmm always wonderful! :)
EVEN in english :)).

Kittie Howard said...

The shallowness of youth morphs into the wisdom of understanding what's real...perfect! Thank you, Vesna!

zoe said...

perfect!! it's so perfect--this poem is everything.
the more joy we make, the more joy we reflect, the more joy there is...
and what a great piece of music! thank you vesna, you made my day...

Vesna said...

I am so glad you liked it Migue, Kittie and Zoe:) So nice to see you

diane said...

I'm having wonderful Neruda on the mind today thanks to some very beautiful an creative friends, this is really lovely Vesna!