Thursday, July 17, 2008

Ode To Tomatoes (Pablo Neruda)

The street
filled with tomatoes
midday,
summer,
light is
halved
like
a
tomato,
its juice
runs
through the streets.
In December,
unabated,
the tomato
invades
the kitchen,
it enters at lunchtime,
takes
its ease
on countertops,
among glasses,
butter dishes,
blue saltcellars.
It sheds
its own light,
benign majesty.
Unfortunately, we must
murder it:
the knife
sinks
into living flesh,
red
viscera,
a cool
sun,
profound,
inexhausible,
populates the salads
of Chile,
happily, it is wed
to the clear onion,
and to celebrate the union
we
pour
oil,
essential
child of the olive,
onto its halved hemispheres,
pepper
adds
its fragrance,
salt, its magnetism;
it is the wedding
of the day,
parsley
hoists
its flag,
potatoes
bubble vigorously,
the aroma
of the roast
knocks
at the door,
it's time!
come on!
and, on
the table, at the midpoint
of summer,
the tomato,
star of earth,
recurrent
and fertile
star,
displays
its convolutions,
its canals,
its remarkable amplitude
and abundance,
no pit,
no husk,
no leaves or thorns,
the tomato offers
its gift
of fiery color
and cool completeness.

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Thursday, July 10, 2008

this is the 99th blog entry plus a tale about rainbows

Dear all,

it´s such fun communicating with you, I enjoy this and I do you hope tooo!!!!!

I have to mention something beautiful. On Tuesday on the motorway, I felt really sad for the one or other reason and was about to wallow in self-pity. That day, I found out that there seems to be a heavenly system sometimes!

Years ago, when I moved my stuff from Rome to Bonn, I was driving in a car missing Southern Europe and being scared of what was ahead and almost in front of my new home, a GIANT and very near rainbow was lifting up my spirit.

That hasn´t happened in a while until two month ago I thought I would never be able to adapt to my new professional position (not to mention the private one) and I found a new heavenly sign right in front of me in the fields next to the train that day. I took a foto with my cell and still need to get it ouf of there so I can share happiness with you.

And on Tuesday again, it was so beautiful I had to stop the car.

Do you guys have such signs or strange occurrences?

Apart form that, I found very nice people from southern America and Spain which is at minimum as uplifting as rainbows or joining my new friends to see them perfoming Tango, reciting their own poems in my preferred language and culture.

Or writing a few lines for you guys.