Kym so kindly reminded me yesterday, today is Poem in Your Pocket Day! She asked us to share our favorite poem. I could easily share with you two of my absolute favorites: Fog by Carl Sandburg or Joyce Kilmer’s Trees. But, today, I am hoping that the poem you put in your pocket changes you, wakes you, and engages you – and while these poems do that most certainly. Today, I am sharing something that does those things to me!
One of my absolute favorite poets is Pablo Neruda and I first became aware of him more than 20 years ago in the film Il Postino. And, so began my love of Neruda.
He who becomes the slave of habit,
who follows the same routes every day,
who never changes pace,
who does not risk and change the color of his clothes,
who does not speak and does not experience,
He or she who shuns passion,
who prefers black on white,
dotting ones “it’s” rather than a bundle of emotions,
the kind that make your eyes glimmer,
that turn a yarn into a smile,
that make the heart pound in the face of mistakes and feelings,
He or she who does not turn things topsy-turvy,
who is unhappy at work,
who does not risk certainty for uncertainty,
to thus follow a dream,
those who do not forego sound advice at least once in their lives,
He who does not travel, who does not read,
who does not listen to music,
who does not find grace in himself,
she who does not find grace in herself,
He who slowly destroys his own self-esteem,
who does not allow himself to be helped,
who spends days on end complaining about his own bad luck,
about the rain that never stops,
He or she who abandon a project before starting it,
who fail to ask questions on subjects he doesn’t know,
he or she who don’t reply when they are asked something they do know,
Let’s try and avoid death in small doses,
reminding oneself that being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple fact of breathing.
Only a burning patience will lead
to the attainment of a splendid happiness.
There is my poem for your pocket today, Gentle Reader. As always on Thursdays, I am joining Carole where you just might find another poem or two as well!
This poem is wonderful, Kat! “Ode to My Socks” is one of the few Neruda poems I know, but this one goes so much farther and will give me so much to think about. Thank you for sharing!
Love this! Thank you!
Lovely! I really do need to read more Neruda — I have never read a poem of his that I did not like!
I love this! Thank-you Kat!
What a wonderful inspirational poem! We must allow ourselves to be helped! This was agreat post Kat . thanks
Pablo Neruda. Love his poems! He always has a way of making the obvious . . . so much MORE! Thanks for sharing a poem today, Kat. XO
Wow! Very powerful words. I see a lot of myself in that poem. Yikes!
That’s wonderful. I know some of those hes and shes and I hope I will never be one!
Happy sigh … my feed reader is full of such wonderful words today! I especially love that line about finding grace in herself. Thank you for sharing!
Such a wonderful wake up call to never stop living fully. Love this!