Seaweed:
I am the seaweed of the storm
dashed by the surf:
the stirrings of shipwrecks
and the storm's hands
moved and instructed me:
here you have my cold flowers;
my stimulated submission
to the wind's judgement:
I survive the water,
the salt, the fishermen,
with my elastic latitude,
and my vestments of iodine.
[Pablo Neruda]
The Sea Urchin:
The sea urchin is the sun of the sea,
centrifugal and orange,
full of quills like flames,
made of eggs and iodine.
The sea urchin is like the world:
round, frgile, hidden:
wet, secret, and hostile:
the sea urchin is like love.
[Pablo Neruda]
Starfish:
When the stars in the sky
ignore the firmament
and go off to sleep by day,
the stars of the water greet
the sky burried in the sea
inaugurating the duties
of the new undersea heavens.
[Pablo Neruda]
Saturday, 4 October 2008
Farewell to the Offerings of the Sea
Return, return to the sea
from these pages!
Fishes, mollusks, seaweed,
escapees from the cold,
return to the waist
of the Pacific,
to the giddy kiss
of the wave, to the secret
logic of rock.
Oh hidden ones,
naked ones, submerged ones,
slippery ones,
it is the time
of division and separation:
paper reclaims me,
the ink, the inkwells,
the printing presses, the letters,
the illustrations,
the characters and numbers
jumbled in riverbeds from
where
they ambush me: the women,
and the men
want my love, ask for my company,
the children from Petorca,
from Atacama, from Arauco,
from Loncoche,
also want to play with the poet!
A train waits for me, a ship
loaded with apples,
an airplane, a plough,
some thorns.
Goodbye, harvested
fruits of the water, farewell,
imperially dressed
shrimps,
I will return, we will return
to the unity
now interrupted.
I belong to the sand:
I will return to the round sea
and to its flora
and to its fury:
but for now- I'll wander
whistling
through the streets.
[Pablo Neruda]
from these pages!
Fishes, mollusks, seaweed,
escapees from the cold,
return to the waist
of the Pacific,
to the giddy kiss
of the wave, to the secret
logic of rock.
Oh hidden ones,
naked ones, submerged ones,
slippery ones,
it is the time
of division and separation:
paper reclaims me,
the ink, the inkwells,
the printing presses, the letters,
the illustrations,
the characters and numbers
jumbled in riverbeds from
where
they ambush me: the women,
and the men
want my love, ask for my company,
the children from Petorca,
from Atacama, from Arauco,
from Loncoche,
also want to play with the poet!
A train waits for me, a ship
loaded with apples,
an airplane, a plough,
some thorns.
Goodbye, harvested
fruits of the water, farewell,
imperially dressed
shrimps,
I will return, we will return
to the unity
now interrupted.
I belong to the sand:
I will return to the round sea
and to its flora
and to its fury:
but for now- I'll wander
whistling
through the streets.
[Pablo Neruda]
Fish Market
Fish hang by their tails,
the spilled fish shine,
the fish display their silver,
even the crabs still threaten.
On the huge decorated table,
through the submarine scales,
only the body of the sea is missing.
It does not die; it is not for sale.
[Pablo Neruda]
the spilled fish shine,
the fish display their silver,
even the crabs still threaten.
On the huge decorated table,
through the submarine scales,
only the body of the sea is missing.
It does not die; it is not for sale.
[Pablo Neruda]
The Sea
The Pacific Ocean was overflowing the borders of the map. There was no place to put it. It was so large, wild and blue that it didn't fit anywhere. That's why it was left in front of my window.
The humanists worried about the little men it devoured over the years.
They do not count.
Not even that galleon, laden with cinnamon and pepper that perfumed it as it went down.
N0.
Not even the explorers' ship-fragile as a cradle clashed to pieces in the abyss-which keeled over with its starving men.
N0.
In the ocean, a man dissolves like a bar of salt. And water doesn't know it.
[Pablo Neruda]
Wednesday, 1 October 2008
AVM Canal
The AVM [Anantha Victoria Marthandam] Canal Projected was planned at the reign of Uthradam Thirunal Marthanda Varma of erstwhile Travancore Kingdom.
This was to begin at North Parur in present day Ernakulam District and reach Mandaikkadu in present day Kanyakumari District.
The first part was implemented in 1860, then from Poovar upto Erayumanthurai was implemented in 1864 and that upto Mandaikkadu in 1867.
[Dinamalar, Kanyakumari District News on 1st Oct '08]
This was to begin at North Parur in present day Ernakulam District and reach Mandaikkadu in present day Kanyakumari District.
The first part was implemented in 1860, then from Poovar upto Erayumanthurai was implemented in 1864 and that upto Mandaikkadu in 1867.
[Dinamalar, Kanyakumari District News on 1st Oct '08]
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