Thursday, August 16, 2012

Who knows?

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by Robie Kulokivi of weretco
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from The Olive Bird 

Such a deep silence surrounds me, that I think I hear
 moonbeams striking on the windows.

In my chest,
a strange voice is awakened
 and a song plays inside me
a longing that is not mine.

They say that ancestors, dead before their time,
 with young blood still in their veins,
 with great passion in their blood,
 with the sun still burning in their blood
 come,
 come to continue to live
 within us
 their unfinished lives.

Such a deep silence surrounds me, that I think I hear
 moonbeams striking on the windows.

O, who knows, soul of mine, in which chest you will sing
 you also, after centuries,
 in soft ropes of silence,
 on harps of obscurity - the drowned longing
and the pleasure of living torn? Who knows?
Who knows?
‘Silence’ by Lucian Blaga
Lucian Blaga (May 9, 1895 - May 6, 1961) The ninth son of a parish priest, Blaga grew to become one of Romania's foremost poets and philosophers. Born in Transylvania, his father died in 1908 leaving the family destitute and forcing Blaga to leave secondary school. Until the age of four he purportedly never uttered a word; a period of his childhood that he later described as, ‘under the sign of the incredible absence of word’ and ‘mute as a swan’.
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by Charles Barnes of clbphoto
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from Weibler Wire Sculpture
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10 comments:

Couture Carrie said...

Beautiful poem!

xoxox,
CC

Hot Fudge said...

Thank you for introducing us to this beautiful poet Chrisy. Your images are so appropriate. Lovely.

Bonnie said...

Those GIFs are amazing. I must have watched them for the longest time!


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Jessica Cangiano said...

The image of nude woman in front of the piano is especially beautiful. She seems at once fragile and strong, which I suppose is true of so many of us - artists and poets very much included!

♥ Jessica

kj said...

All of this is so beautiful, Chrisy. I always marvel at how you include moving parts; in this case, that glorious sky.

Ancestors? Yes, but I have enough visits from earlier versions of myself!

Stay well my friend ♥
kj

Katrina Jackson said...

Such wonderful poetry and perfect images. I read it through a couple of times. Thanks so much for sharing and for always creating such beautiful posts. Hope you are well!

Mitha Komala said...

lovely poem, love the sky GIF picture! <3

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Chrisy said...

Thanks dear readers....running behind as usual...will try and have another post up in next couple of days...be kind to yourselves...

Joanna Jenkins said...

Big sigh... what a beautiful poem. I read it twice to take it in. I think the words are so true... "...come to continue to live with us..." I like that idea.

Happy weekend, xo jj

elsie said...

magical as always I am transported by your posts my sweet!