oh yum

[chelidon]

anthologie just posted a portion of Pablo Neruda's Sonnet XVII, the last line of which, in a somewhat ideosyncratic translation I haven't seen before, has to be one of the more luscious versions I've seen. And it manages to be viscerally earthy, delicate, and fiercely passionate with nothing more explicit than a kiss. All writers who speak of love can perhaps take a delicious clue here... Yum.

Because of you, the dense fragrance that rises from the earth lives in my body, rioting with hunger for the eternity of our victorious kisses.
--Neruda

[EDIT: the Neruda translation came from Rob Brezsny's astrology site, and what's more, it's from my horoscope -- synchronicity!]

Comments

[morrigandaughtr.livejournal.com]

Mr. Neruda, he kicks ass.

Also, nice synchronicity.

[chelidon.livejournal.com]

ah-yup, Pablo is da man. And truly, this has sure been a day for synchronicities... Speaking of being in the right place at the right time, can you email me cell # and such? I'm thinking we may want to do some final coordinatin' for the weekend once I get in...