Pablo Neruda (12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973 / Parral / Chile)
Bird
It was passed from one bird to another,
the whole gift of the day.
The day went from flute to flute,
went dressed in vegetation,
in flights which opened a tunnel
through the wind would pass
to where birds were breaking open
the dense blue air -
and there, night came in.
When I returned from so many journeys,
I stayed suspended and green
between sun and geography -
I saw how wings worked,
how perfumes are transmitted
by feathery telegraph,
and from above I saw the path,
the springs and the roof tiles,
the fishermen at their trades,
the trousers of the foam;
I saw it all from my green sky.
I had no more alphabet
than the swallows in their courses,
the tiny, shining water
of the small bird on fire
which dances out of the pollen.
Read poems about / on: green, water, fire, wind, sky, sun, night, spring, dance, journey, work
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Ah, this reminds how the exquisite, feathery beauty of a bird transcends the ordinary world, how the delicate bird flies to pollinate the flowers and create such beauty for man to admire.
sure he envisioned himself as a bird..haha
great to share such a nice poem, keep on writing more.
Wow, Pablo, como un Picasso de palabras! Like a Picasso of words, you have given flight beyond alphabet! Gracias!
What a lovely nature poem! I liked it because of the images used to convey the meaning. He's not telling us what to feel, he's just dressing it up in words that are lovely and beautiful.
Very nice poem.. nice to read
Nice writing...thank you...
lovely pablo. rare poem about flying up there. mine to share:
flight
woman
next to me
her lips fly away
with prayers
her fingers
dancing round
her prayer beads