Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Leaning Into The Afternoons

(One of my photographs from Point Reyes, California.)

Leaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets
towards your oceanic eyes.

There in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens and flames,
its arms turning like a drowning man's.

I send out red signals across your absent eyes
that smell like the sea or the beach by a lighthouse.

You keep only darkness, my distant female,
from your regard sometimes the coast of dread emerges.

Leaning into the afternoons I fling my sad nets
to that sea that is thrashed by your oceanic eyes.

The birds of night peck at the first stars
that flash like my soul when I love you.

The night gallops on its shadowy mare
shedding blue tassels over the land.

-Pablo Neruda

*On another note, I am so happy autumn is here.
It is my favorite time of the year.

Good night, sweet world.


1 comments to Cher:

Anonymous said...

Hi Cher!! =)


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