Octavio Paz

(March 31, 1914 – April 19, 1998 / Mexico City)

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Between Going and Coming


Between going and staying
the day wavers,
in love with its own transparency.
The circular afternoon is now a bay
where the world in stillness rocks.

All is visible and all elusive,
all is near and can’t be touched.

Paper, book, pencil, glass,
rest in the shade of their names.

Time throbbing in my temples repeats
the same unchanging syllable of blood.

The light turns the indifferent wall
into a ghostly theater of reflections.

I find myself in the middle of an eye,
watching myself in its blank stare.

The moment scatters. Motionless,
I stay and go: I am a pause.

Submitted: Thursday, April 15, 2010
Edited: Thursday, November 03, 2011

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  • Paul Brookes (11/17/2013 9:32:00 AM)

    Great poem Sad he's a member of the dead poets society I would have liked to have know him. BB (Report) Reply

  • Wabi Sabi (11/17/2012 8:27:00 AM)

    The moment scatters. Motionless,
    I stay and go: I am a pause.
    ] the whole universe is in it, and I want to stay there for every line. this is something. (Report) Reply

  • Pranab K Chakraborty (11/17/2012 12:58:00 AM)

    I find myself in the middle of an eye,
    watching myself in its blank stare.

    Much to illustrate the alienation. Quiet not hard to uplift ones state of mind at this stage. Poet defining fourth dimension and also showing the way to attain this certain level of truth. Magnificent. Marvelous just to feel eternally....I stay and go: I am a pause......Flag it high.

    Pranab k c
    10+++ (Report) Reply

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