Eminescu- a soul to nowhere belonging

Astazi, 15 ianuarie 2010, se implinesc 160 de ani de la nasterea lui Eminescu.
Sau 160 de ani de posteritate. Sau de singuratate.

I little thought that I would learn to die;
Forever young, enveloped in my cloak,
My dreaming eyes I lifted to the star
Of solitude.

When of a sudden you stood in my way,
On, anguish you, of nameless suffering sweet...
And to the dregs I dank the draught of death
Unpardoning.

Miserably I burn alive like Nessus,
Or Hercules wrapped in his poisoned cloak;
The fire in me the boundless sea itself
Could never quench.

By my own dreams consumed, I endless wail;
At my own pile I am consumed in flame,
Shall I then luminous one day return
As does the Phoenix?

Tormenting eyes but vanish from my way,
Come to my breast again sad unconcern;
That I may die in peace at last, myself
Give back to me.
ODE (in antique metre) . Eminescu

La multi ani

I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon,
at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love,
ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love,
beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.

If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda

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Drawings/ portrait/ horse

Drawing souls

the animal I see
trapped in a cage
tamed and overweight
has eyes
like mine

Drawings/ portrait/ cat/ dogs

Portraits
I, who
have almost nothing,
want little
beyond freedom
of my soul

Drawing/ portrait/ dog

Drawing Portraits

 

How afraid
so many of us are of life-
not wanting
to leave behind the known
not knowing whats ahead

Drawing/ portrait/ dog/ cat

 

Somewhere down , beyond, within,

cat

and

dogs
full of love