In a message dated 4/1/04 10:35:16 PM, [email protected] writes:
> dont you have a poem up your sleeves on the benefits of being foolish? > > Michael-- A couple of my poems nibble at the edges of this subject--interesting, both were written in April. But the poem that wants to come into the conversation this morning is "La Poesia," by Pablo Neruda, translated by David Whyte. It's even more beautiful in the original Spanish--if someone has it in Spanish, please post it! The last word is "abierto," as in "Espacio Abierto." LA POESIA . . .And something ignited in my soul, fever or unremembered wings, and I went my own way, deciphering that burning fire and I wrote the first bare line, bare, without substance, pure foolishness, pure wisdom of one who knows nothing, and suddenly I saw the heavens unfastened and open. Thanks for asking-- Joelle * * ========================================================== [email protected] ------------------------------ To subscribe, unsubscribe, change your options, view the archives of [email protected], Visit: http://listserv.boisestate.edu/archives/oslist.html
