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Tuesday, 22 January 2008

10:53

Ποιητική Βραδιά

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Μετά την πρόσκληση του φίλου μου equilibrium είπα να γράψω κι εγώ 2 από τα ποίηματα που είχα διαβάσει και μου άρεσαν. Γενικά με την ποίηση δεν τα πάω και τόσο καλά. Αλλά που και που πετυχαίνω κάποια ενδιαφέροντα ποιήματα τα οποία μου "μιλάνε" κατευθειάν στην καρδιά.

Ένα από αυτά είναι το If You Forget Me... του Pablo Neruda:

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.

Και το άλλο είναι το Lonely Black Tears της Miranda J. Paulsen

I'm sitting here
Sad and all alone
Crying lonely black tears
No one around to help me
No one, not that I can I see


195 και σήμερα...

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Friday, 4 May 2007

19:05

If You Forget Me...

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Ένα ποιήμα του Pablo Neruda...


 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.

....

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Tuesday, 6 March 2007

22:57

Lonely Black Tears

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I'm sitting here
Sad and all alone
Crying lonely black tears
No one around to help me
No one, not that I can I see
Just leave me be
To cry my lonely black tears
Don't try to help
Your just to late
I can't escape
My lonely black tears
After all these years
I'm still sitting here
Crying my lonely black tears
One day maybe
They'll stop flowing
The tears will quit growing
Deep inside
And I will cry no ore
Lonely Black Tears

Miranda J. Paulsen

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