Sunday, August 4, 2013

Sunday Morning Poetry


Like You

Like you I
love, love live, the sweet smell
of things, the sky-blue
landscape of January days. 

And my blood boils up
and I laugh through eyes
that have known buds of tears.

I believe the world is beautiful
and that poetry, like bread, is for everyone. 

And that my veins don't end in me
but in the unanimous blood
of those who struggle for life, 

love, 
little things
landscape and bread, 
the poetry of everyone. 
~ Roque Dalton
Translated by Jack Hirschman, published in Poetry Like Bread from Curbstone Press

10 comments:

Kyra said...

Love little things and within them we shall find treasure troves of happiness.

Claire T said...

Beautiful, Relyn. Love checking in for my weekly fix!

Tracy said...

*sigh*... yes.... And love the Agapanthus flower. :o) ((HUGS))

Jeanie said...

Oh, Relyn, this is beautiful. As if your photo.

Marilyn said...

landscape and bread
poetry, like bread
life truly spoken here.

GraceGal said...

Beautiful, both the words and the photo!

Jennifer Richardson said...

beautiful....such wonderfully
crafted words too.
thank you,
Jennifer

Jeanne said...

Blessings my lovely friend I love all that you share...........
Love Jeanne

christinelaennec said...

As always, a beautiful poem from you. Thank you! Yes, the poetry of everyone... so much beauty and goodness if we can only open our eyes and souls.

Anita said...

This is a beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing.

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