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If You Forget Me

If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.
Pablo Neruda

Art – Thomas Edwin Mostyn

Also published at Quora.com.

Life…

“Life isn’t long enough for love and art.”
–from THE MOON AND SIXPENCE by W. Somerset Maugham

Based on the life of Paul Gauguin, The Moon and Sixpence is W. Somerset Maugham’s ode to the powerful forces behind creative genius. Charles Strickland is a staid banker, a man of wealth and privilege. He is also a man possessed of an unquenchable desire to create art. As Strickland pursues his artistic vision, he leaves London for Paris and Tahiti, and in his quest makes sacrifices that leave the lives of those closest to him in tatters. Through Maugham’s sympathetic eye Strickland’s tortured and cruel soul becomes a symbol of the blessing and the curse of transcendent artistic genius, and the cost in human lives it sometimes demands. READ an excerpt here: http://www.penguinrandomhouse.com/…/the-moon-and-sixpence-…/

Must write

“You must write every single day of your life… You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads… may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.”
Ray Bradbury

Art – Henrik Nordenberg

Also published at Quora.

The night

“I know that the night is not the same as the day: that all things are different, that the things of the night cannot be explained in the day, because they do not then exist, and the night can be a dreadful time for lonely people once their loneliness has started.”
Ernest Hemingway

Art – Anne Packard (1933)

Also published at Quora.

As good as spring

“When spring came, even the false spring, there were no problems except where to be happiest. The only thing that could spoil a day was people and if you could keep from making engagements, each day had no limits. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.”
Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

Art – Spring Delight by Vladimir Kush.


Also published on Quora.

Gate Gossip by Max Fatchen

For the International Children’s Day I post a delightful poem by Max Fatchen, the Australian children’s writer and journalist.

Gate Gossip

I like our gate,
Its sturdy charm
That guards the entrance
To our farm.

It’s nice when shut,
Or open wide,
To sit upon
Or sit astride.

But gates are there
With things to do
Like letting sheep
And cattle through.

Our gate has bars
With several bends
From careless cars
Of farming friends.

The gateposts lean,
A little tired,
With fences stretching
Rusty-wired.

A country gate
Is surely best
To prop a farmer
For his rest.

With one foot up,
And elbows flat
Now who could pass
A man like that?

While every bit
Of iron will ring,
With all the
Rural gossiping.

The magpies fly
To sunset tree.
A voice impatient
Calls to tea.

Then whistling,
Home the farmer goes
As gate
And conversation
Close.

(Also posted on Quora)
Art – Maxfield Parrish.

Becoming a Redwood

Becoming a Redwood by Dana Gioia

Unimaginable the redwoods on the far hill,
rooted for centuries, the living wood grown tall
and thickened with a hundred thousand days of light.

The old windmill creaks in perfect time
to the wind shaking the miles of pasture grass,
and the last farmhouse light goes off.

Something moves nearby. Coyotes hunt
these hills and packs of feral dogs.
But standing here at night accepts all that.

You are your own pale shadow in the quarter moon,
moving more slowly than the crippled stars,
part of the moonlight as the moonlight falls,

Part of the grass that answers the wind,
part of the midnight’s watchfulness that knows
there is no silence but when danger comes.

A graduate of Stanford Business School, Gioia claims to be “the only person, in history, who went to business school to be a poet.”

Blue Insights offers ‘Blog Novels’

We are glad to offer you, yet another opportunity to share your writing. The new section ‘Blog Novels’ are for writers who have published books they want to share on Medium.
https://medium.com/blueinsight/blue-insights-offers-blog-novels-dece5cc36985

I am honored and humbled to share my Iron Tales at ‘Blog Novels‘.


Photo by 🇸🇮 Janko Ferlič on Unsplash.

Calmly We Walk through This April’s Day

“May memory restore again and again
The smallest color of the smallest day:
Time is the school in which we learn,
Time is the fire in which we burn.”
Delmore Schwartz

This is a repost from last year, as I have read fewer simpler and more true-to-the-heart words as Delmore’s.

I illustrate with a May flower, Iris by Albrecht Dürer.

Luminous Blues

Luminous Blues at Blue Insights

Written by Francine Fallara

https://medium.com/blueinsight/luminous-blues-22e453bddb91


Photo by Vincent Giersch on Unsplash

Francine Fallara
Passionate, genuine and creative simple girl striving daily to keep my inner rebel warrior alive. Music lover. Exploration Geologist Consultant.