Bird Poem by Pablo Neruda
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.
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.
Wow, Pablo, como un Picasso de palabras! Like a Picasso of words, you have given flight beyond alphabet! Gracias!
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Beautiful free natural poem combining bird, Nature and human heart in one! Thanks for sharing here!
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/9/2024 8:57:55 AM # 1.0.0
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