standing

standing  ©fourteenth

I Am Not I

By Juan Ramón Jiménez

Translated By Robert Bly

 

I am not I.

                   I am this one

walking beside me whom I do not see,

whom at times I manage to visit,

and whom at other times I forget;

who remains calm and silent while I talk,

and forgives, gently, when I hate,

who walks where I am not,

who will remain standing when I die.

Juan Ramón Jiménez, “‘I Am Not I’” from Lorca and Jiménez: Selected Poems. Translation copyright © 1973 by Robert Bly. Reprinted with the permission of Beacon Press.


Source: Lorca and Jimenez: Selected Poems (Beacon Press, 1973)

lightplay

lightplay©fourteenth

We have come into this exquisite world
to experience ever and ever more deeply our divine courage, freedom and light!

Hafiz

end of summer

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Fear no more

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Fear no more the heat o' the sun

Nor the furious winter's rages;

William Shakespeare

η κίνηση του φωτός σε κινούμενο νερό / movement of light on moving water

waterlight over sandstone

waterlight over sandstone  ©fourteenth

let's be still

©fourteenth

~*~

breath lines ©fourteenth

breath lines ©fourteenth

Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.

― Leonardo da Vinci

Remember your deepest name: Naomi Shihab Nye

©fourteenth

1.

Japanese teacher says:
At first light, rise.
Don’t hover between
sleep and waking,
this makes you heavy,
puts a stone inside your heart.

The minute you drift back to shore,
anchor. Breathe.
Remember your deepest name.




Naomi Shihab Nye
from Breaking the Fast

The summer night glowed: Louise Glück

©fourteenth

The summer night glowed; in the field, fireflies were glinting.

And for those who understood such things, the stars were sending messages

 

Louise Glück

from Midsummer

Αίπος

Αίπος ©fourteenth

Ναός το Αίπος.

Αξεχώριστος τώρα,

ναός μες στ' άστρα.

Ν. Γ. Χούλης

από την ποιητική του συλλογή Τόπος Γυμνός, 2012

Στην κλίση του νερού ,τα λόγια σου ακούμπησα.

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Στην κλίση του νερού ,τα λόγια σου ακούμπησα. Θύμηση είναι τα μεσημέρια· κλειστός θυμός

kirikion

winter goldfish--χειμερινά χρυσόψαρα

winter goldfish--χειμερινά χρυσόψαρα  ©fourteenth

winter goldfish slip on redbrown mud
little trails of ocherlines left behind

smile! the new year's not too long away!

trees tug to rooted ground; sea sprayed wind
needles the eye lids tender

laugh! the time is just right.

The silence is all white : Ivan Goll

©fourteenth

The temple is all white
The god is all white
The silence is all white

Yet somewhere a dark water breathes
and prays

My body is all white
Yet somewhere my dark blood breathes
And prays

Der Tempel ist ganz weiss
Der Gott ist ganz weiss
Die Stille ist ganz weiss

Nur irgenwo atmet ein dunkles Wasser
und betet

Mein Leib ist ganz weiss
Nur irgendwo atmet mein dunkles Blut
Und betet

Ivan Goll

from the Malayan Love songs