Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Ode to the Enchanted Light

ODE TO THE ENCHANTED LIGHT
by Pablo Neruda (translated by Ken Krabbenhoft)

Under the trees light
has dropped from the top of the sky.
light
like a green 
latticework of branches.
shining
on every leaf,
drifting down like clean
white sand.

A cicada sends
its sawing song
high into the empty air.

The world is 
a glass overflowing
with water.


It's going to be hot today!

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