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photoblog image In The Garden Of Nostalgia: Bowing To The King

In The Garden Of Nostalgia: Bowing To The King

 

...standing on her knees

she bows to the King of Splendid Madness

birds fly through her translucent body...

 

 

37 years ago today died Neftalí Ricardo Reyes Basoalto, known to the rest of the world as Pablo Neruda, “the greatest poet of the 20th century in any language" as Gabriel Garcia Marquez once described him. In 1924 at the age of twenty he published a small book “Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair”, which turned the world of poetry upside down (and my little world too, when I read it). The book  starts with these lines:

 

Body of a woman, white hills, white thighs

you like a world, lying in surrender.
My rough peasant's body digs in you

and makes the son leap from the depth of the earth… 

In The Garden Of Nostalgia: Bowing To The King

 

...standing on her knees

she bows to the King of Splendid Madness

birds fly through her translucent body...

 

 

37 years ago today died Neftalí Ricardo Reyes Basoalto, known to the rest of the world as Pablo Neruda, “the greatest poet of the 20th century in any language" as Gabriel Garcia Marquez once described him. In 1924 at the age of twenty he published a small book “Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair”, which turned the world of poetry upside down (and my little world too, when I read it). The book  starts with these lines:

 

Body of a woman, white hills, white thighs

you like a world, lying in surrender.
My rough peasant's body digs in you

and makes the son leap from the depth of the earth… 

comments (20)

Beautiful! Picture
vz-nostalgia: In general, praises are not welcome on Nostalgia, Ms. Sue, but because you are new here, you're forgiven. smile
  • Ray
  • Thailand
  • 24 Sep 2010, 00:43
I'll be back a little later...I am off to find a copy...
vz-nostalgia: not an easy task, I guess, to find Neruda in Thailand, Ray. smile Might take a while. Let me know how it goes. smile
  • iris
  • Hamburg
  • 24 Sep 2010, 03:28
...kneeling on the grounds of the Kingdom of Splendid Madness
swaying in the tender breeze of air surrounding her
she touches earth and reaches the sky
and follows the birds' weightless and unbound flight...
vz-nostalgia: :
…time stops for her
space stretches to infinity
she floats in between two worlds
already not in the real one
not yet in the surreal one
she’s in the world of splendid madness…
  • Suzanne
  • Canada
  • 24 Sep 2010, 04:03
and in the ground of his Madness
she kisses his feet,
her wings spread open
In the heaven of his Splendor
she reaches...

Neruda's last lines in the "Twenty Love Poems of Love and Despair".....

"Deserted like the wharves at dawn.
Only the tremulous shadow twists in my hands.
Oh farther than everything. Oh farther than everything.
It is the hour of departure. Oh abandoned one!"
vz-nostalgia: :
…she reaches the eternal light
which graces her from head to toes…
  • Chris
  • England
  • 24 Sep 2010, 06:19
But for how long Vik?
vz-nostalgia: :
-for how long she will stand on her knees?
-for how long she will bow to the King?
or
-for how long the birds will fly out of her translucent body? smile
I am a bunny rabbit,
Sitting in me hutch,
I like to sit up this end,
I don't care for that end, much,
I'm glad tomorrow's Thursday,
'Cause with a bit of luck,
As far as I remember,
That's the day they pass the buck.

Pam Ayres

Well it is sort of a love poem of the 20th century
vz-nostalgia: You bet, Bill. For some, well, I'd even say for many, it sure is. smile I am glad I'm not one of them. smile
Nice curves, is it a weed?
vz-nostalgia: Any hot blooded man appreciates good curves, Nig. I'm glad you're not an exception.smile
  • Philine
  • Germany
  • 24 Sep 2010, 11:24
Another poetograph from your "verwunschenen" (no equivalent in another language I know) Garden I enjoy - a bit looking like a crosier of a bishop - bowing to God in devotion - oh, no, Pablo Neruda wouldn't agree with me - he is bowing to the creature "woman" praising her in a hymnical way -yes, he is really a great poet and an active political personality!
vz-nostalgia: :
That’s right, Ms. Philine. Another piece of “poetography”. smile
“verwunschenen"… hmmm… so “enchanted” wouldn’t work here?
I think Pablo Neruda would agree with you in a sense that to a poet a woman he loves is Goddess he worships to. smile
  • Louis
  • South Africa
  • 24 Sep 2010, 13:28
A poet so great
published by Suzanne's;
pays homage
to an equal in weight.
vz-nostalgia: “Published by Suzanne’s”? I had no idea she’s in the publishing business, Louis. smile
No surrender here, Viktor. Claws digging in, razor wire holding prisoner...
vz-nostalgia: Are you trying to warn me about something I fail to see, Alan? smile
You`ve done it again, Viktor. Taken up too much of my day, wondering about how to comment on this, looking on the internet for a copy of this book of poetry. lol! My first thought was `oh, a bouquet of barbed wire!`, on reflection, sometimes declarations of love can be rather like that. (:o)
vz-nostalgia: :
Roz: You`ve done it again, Viktor. Taken up too much of my day, wondering about how to comment on this…
VZ: Well, consider Nostalgia posts as a pleasant mental exercise to fight Alzheimer’s , Ms. Roz. Better than going through boring Sudoku puzzles. smile

Roz: … looking on the internet for a copy of this book of poetry.
VZ: Hope your search was a successful one, and you will keep the copy at your bedside table. smile
  • Philine
  • Germany
  • 24 Sep 2010, 22:35
In the background I see a plant taht could be called crown of thorns that Jesus had to wear - whereas the plant in the foreground, so beautifully lit up, could be Salomo's crown: "Come out, you daughters of Zion, and look at King Solomon wearing the crown, the crown with which his mother crowned him on the day of his wedding, the day his heart rejoiced." (The Song of Songs is one of the most poetic love poems!)
vz-nostalgia: :
Philine: The Song of Songs is one of the most poetic love poems!
VZ: Absolutely. There is not a slightest doubt in my mind, Ms. Philine. Actually, the Song of Songs was the reason why I took the Bible in my hands in the first place. I was not even a tiny bit religious at the time. smile
I haven't a clue about poetry and rarely if ever read any, so can't make a sensible comment about what you've written.

The picture though says a thousand words to me.
vz-nostalgia: :
Photography, literature, music, architecture, sculpture, painting, cinema“ all are different sides of the same thing called the Arts, Ms. Wilkins. At the base of all of them lie the same basic principles: composition, contrast, color theory and so on. If you understand the basics of photography, there is a good chance that with a little effort on your part, you will understand the beauty of poetry. But you have to make an effort. Why deprive yourself of pleasures of new experiences? Imagine that the sweetest thing one had for desert was a carrot, a very tasty and healthy vegetable, and one was happy with that one“s entire life. And then, one discovered chocolate. smile
  • k.a.
  • s.a.
  • 25 Sep 2010, 05:35
Good to remember Pablo Neruda...but much better to read his poems on his mother tongue...

some translations to other languages are fine but nothing like ´tasting´them in Spanish wink

by the way....the reason why he decided to be known as Pablo Neruda (he even changed his name legally later) was because his father didn't accept to have a poet son...

"Cuerpo de mujer, blancas colinas, muslos blancos,
te pareces al mundo en tu actitud de entrega.
Mi cuerpo de labriego salvaje te socava
y hace saltar el hijo del fondo de la tierra. "
vz-nostalgia: Of course, it’s better to read poetry in the original, Ms. KA, and not only Neruda. But what is the alternative for those who can’t? Not read at all? smile
I assume your mother tongue is Spanish. I dream about reading Gabriel Marquez in the original one day. Would you teach me Spanish, Ms. KA? smile
  • Marie
  • France
  • 26 Sep 2010, 14:31
superbe noir et blanc.
vz-nostalgia: smile Good to see you back on Nostalgia, Ms. Marie.
  • Peter
  • Canada
  • 27 Sep 2010, 05:21
This is a very nice B&W shot with good DOF....i like the curves in the weeds but i have little time to present you with poetry Victor...good day....petersmile
vz-nostalgia: You must be a very busy man, Peter. smile
Not that I don't enjoy a good read from you, Viktor, and I know you possess a talent in writing also, but now the pictures are merely a secondary topic, so I'm not sure how to comment anymore.

Would be nice to let the pictures speak for themselves sometimes, as timecaptures, open to individual interpretation.

It's a nice picture. I like it. I see an ocean wave trying to escape gravity, but failing.

/Thomas
vz-nostalgia: Nostalgia is not about the pictures only, Thomas, and it has never been. If I could write music, I’d inject some here as well. smile Most of the time, it is all about a state of mind, a state of inner being. I know it’s hard to comment on stuff like this. It is much easier to say “nice B&W, good DOF”, than put some thought in what one says. Add to this my indifference to praises and you will understand why folks don’t comment much. smile I’m okay with that. Better to read a few good thoughts than tons of “good DOF”s. smile
On other hand, you are not under the gun to read what I write. No one is. smile
Well seen, well shot, well presented. Excellent image. I like Garcia Lorca, murdered during the Spanish civil war.
vz-nostalgia: I like the dark mythic world of Lorca too, John.
  • zhen
  • Australia
  • 30 Sep 2010, 18:52
what's with all the black and white lately?!*hmph
vz-nostalgia: I feel there is not a whole lot of colors in your life nowadays, Ms. Zhen, if you crave for them so much. smile
You're absolutely right, Viktor ... That was an odd comment I made there. I was just frustrated that I didn't have the energy (or perhaps the intellect) to muster up a comment that could follow suit to the poetry side of the image smile
vz-nostalgia: Don’t sweat small stuff, Thomas. smile As I said earlier, it’s not an easy task to comment on Nostalgia. I’m glad you keep stopping by.
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