Another Valentine’s Day and another excuse to say I love you to people who matter—in the universal language of poetry and roses…
I am in love,
with Italo Calvino but he doesn’t care much about me…I have to dedicate a post to him!
“Mon bel amour mon cher amour ma déchirure
Je te porte dans moi comme un oiseau blessé
Et ceux-là sans savoir nous regardent passer
Répétant après moi les mots que j’ai tressés
Et qui pour tes grands yeux tout aussitôt moururent” Aragon
Let’s stay in Europe with an Irish poet:
“Her scarf a la Bardot,
In suede flats for the walk,
She came with me one evening
For air and friendly talk.
We crossed the quiet river,
Took the embankment walk.” Seamus Heaney
Some sexy poetry from the good old English poet:
“The things about you I appreciate
May seem indelicate:
I’d like to find you in the shower
And chase the soap for half an hour.
I’d like to have you in my power
And see your eyes dilate.” John Fuller
I wish all of my friends a very sweet Valentine:
One last poem from Fereydoon Moshiri:
بگذار که بر شاخه این صبح دلاویز
بنشینم و از عشق سرودی بسرایم
آنگاه به صد شوق چو مرغان سبکبال
پر گیرم ازین بام و به سوی تو بیایم
خورشید از آن دور از آن قله پر برف
آغوش کند باز همه مهر همه ناز
سیمرغ طلایی پر و بالی است که چون من
از لانه برون آمده دارد سر پرواز
پرواز به آنجا که نشاط است و امیدست
پرواز به آنجا که سرود است و سرور است
آنجا که سراپای تو در روشنی صبح
رویای شرابی است که در جام بلور است
“I’d like to be your only audience,
The final name in your appointment book,
Your future tense.”
If this wasn’t enough to satisfy your Valentine’s cravings you can see more of Valentine 2009 here and Valentine 2008 here.
To hear all the above poetry read by a great voice go here.
all the flowers in this post are from Marsano in Zurich http://www.marsano.ch
happy valentine. it was poetic, beautiful. I always carry your pure ,white presence with me.
I won’t return to La Maison Rouge,
on Valentine, not out of luck,
but because I live there,
every day of my life;
Only on Valentine,
let it remain for others to visit,
who need a make up excuse…..
The paint is faded,
on the knob of the red door,
by tomorrow,
when I return;
reminiscent of old flaking memories re touched;
Then again life returns,
to attend her,
as the lover, architect & gardner.
Wishing you Happy Valentine>>
As always stunning Pictures and beautiful post..
INITIAL
Out of infinite longings rise
finite deeds like weak fountains,
falling back just in time and trembling.
And yet, what otherwise remains silent,
our happy energies—show themselves
in these dancing tears.
– Rainer Maria Rilke
These photos are amazing. Why don’t you turn them into post cards for valentine? I am sure there are poeple out there, tired of hallmark cards, who would pay for these artistically great shots.
Very Touching. Enjoyed reading your Blog.
I feel love is the most important thing without it there is just nothing, Valentine’s Day should be celebrated everyday of your life. You might have heard the song of Jim Reeves “I d like to be” and Cliff Richard “You’re loving Teddy Bear” I play them every valentine alongwith Donny Osmond’ collection, they give you a good happy feeling.
One of he best lines I’ve heard on Valentine’s day
“I’d settle for just crossing you’re mind”
j’aime la pluie qui tombe sur vos cheveux,
nous marchons lentement dans la ville
c’est le soir , nous allons vers le destin
sans savoir…..
bientot, le ciel se couvrira, une legere brume
passera
nous resterons dans cette ville ce soir
Dear Michele
A friend of mine in facebook told me about your blog,So I am here with the same thought as you: Life is a short trip I even made an album in this name.Any way nice to see you and again find another same interest”Paris” you would see it if you are in facebook.And I also have my group a the founder”Iranian Contemporary Art”,here are some links:
Links:
Covered in eyes- Video Art 2009:
http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=148837256846
HANDS- Neda DARZI & Farideh SHAHSAVARANI Tapestry Workshop-2002
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=542402&l=bc2f74aec8&id=1032041166
Dry tree is falling in love with peace-Tapestry-250x250x40cm-2007 http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=540845&l=9c0d2016e1&id=1032041166
The sky border is my homeland- Tapestry 200 cm- by Neda DARZI-2007:
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=540842&l=03db549819&id=1032041166
Peaceful butterfly-Tapestry & Ceramic-200x200cm- Cite international arts 2004: http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=542403&l=4f2531c098&id=1032041166
I wish I were a child 2- Tapestry 18x18cm- Davis Museum Collection- Barcelona 2009
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=624973&l=0c388358bc&id=1032041166
Nice to hear from you soon
Love
Neda
Dear Lucy:
A poem for this day:
Warming Her Pearls – Carol Ann Duffy.
Next to my own skin, her pearls. My mistress
bids me wear, them, until evening
when I’ll brush her hair. A six, I place them round her cool, white throat. All day I think of her,
resting in the Yellow Room, contemplating silk
or taffeta, which gown tonight? She fans herself
whilst I work willingly, my slow heat entering
each pearl. Slack on my neck, her rope.
She’s beautiful. I dream about her
in my attic bed; picture her dancing
with tall men, puzzled by my faint persistent scent
beneath her French perfume, her milky stones.
I dust her shoulders with a rabbit’s foot,
watch the soft brush seep through her skin
like an indolent sigh. In her looking-glass
my red lips part as through I want to speak.
Full moon. Her carriage brings her home. I see
her every movement in my head…. Undressing,
taking off her jewels, her slim hand reaching,
for the case, slipping naked into bed, the way
she always does…And I lie here awake,
knowing the pearls are cooling even now
in the room where my mistress sleeps. All night
I feel their absence and I burn.
———
Your Valentine Images
rather make my smile
crinkle even more.
Your
Choked up Chuck