Re-Arrangements

16 thoughts on “Re-Arrangements”

  1. I’m glad you’re sharing this journey you’re on. And I need to read more of that rascal Paz.

    “…I travel your eyes, like the sea,

    tigers drink their dreams in those eyes,

    the hummingbird burns in those flames,

    I travel your forehead, like the moon,

    like the cloud that passes through your thoughts,

    I travel your belly, like your dreams. . .”

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      1. I linked to that excerpt because it’s translated by Eliot Weinberger–by far the best of Paz’s translators from the Spanish. I couldn’t find any other free online versions that are of equal caliber. The copy I have is in a Collected Poems volume trans. Weinberger.

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      2. I linked to that excerpt because it’s translated by Eliot Weinberger–by far the best of Paz’s translators from the Spanish. I couldn’t find any other free online versions that are of equal caliber. The copy I have is in a Collected Poems volume trans. Weinberger. And yes, his erotic poetry is incredible…I would like to see more women read him and appreciate his portrayals of the female body.

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      3. ah, yes…

        “…dressed in the color of my desires,
        you go your way naked as my thoughts,
        I travel your eyes, like the sea,
        tigers drink their dreams in those eyes,
        the hummingbird burns in those flames….

        “…your skirt of crystal, your skirt of water,
        your lips, your hair, your glances rain
        all through the night, and all day long
        you open my chest with your fingers of water,
        you close my eyes with your mouth of water,
        you rain on my bones, a tree of liquid
        sending roots of water into my chest.

        I travel your length, like a river,
        I travel your body, like a forest,
        like a mountain path that ends at a cliff. ”

        These are the words of someone who loves his work. And who gives full voice to the almost unconscious feelings that are mostly going on in the non-verbal talk between cells and hormones. But a woman should feel this if he has any class at all.

        “you open my chest with fingers of water”
        That, somehow, is exactly what it feels like.

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      4. His work certainly gives you the sense that he cherishes the female form. He constantly portrays a woman’s body as being one with nature, I think, in a reverent way. (Some of it’s cultural, too.) I mean, “I travel your eyes, like the sea, / tigers drink their dreams in those eyes.” Who wouldn’t want to be desired like that?

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      1. That’s kind of you to say. And I agree. I enjoy our discussions on here. You always have valuable and interesting insights to share that often differ from my own. You make me think…oh, and I should have included this is my previous response, but I, too, enjoy Rollo May. He’s a brilliant read. I feel the same way about Viktor Frankl. I first read “Man’s Search for Meaning” when I was probably too young to fully appreciate it, but it stayed with me, nonetheless.

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      2. I am honest with myself. Much like, Winnie The Pooh.

        I was imprisoned when I read, “Man’s Search For Meaning.” Everyone says they’re innocent but I don’t. I had stupid friends and they did stupid things.

        When I was released I said I’d rather be alone and alive. So, needless to say my life was hopefully much different than yours.

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