When Poetry Paints

Trinity College, Dublin
Trinity College, Dublin

There are some poems that go way beyond poetry and, for me, this is one of them.

The earth is blue like an orange

The earth is blue like an orange

Never an error words do not lie

They no longer supply what to sing with

It’s up to kisses to get along

Mad ones and lovers

She her wedding mouth

All secrets and smiles

And what indulgent clothing

She looks quite naked.

 

The wasps are flowering green

Dawn is placing round its neck

A necklace of windows

Wings cover the leaves

You have all the solar joys

All sunshine on the earth

On the paths of your loveliness.

Paul Eluard (1895-1952)

(Translated by Mary Ann Caws)

Author: socialbridge

I am a sociologist and writer from Ireland. I have worked as a social researcher for 30 years and have had a lifelong passion for writing. My main research interests relate to health care and I love to write both non-fiction and poetry.

13 thoughts on “When Poetry Paints”

          1. I’m working o it, jean 🙂 Though at present I am porbaly creating extra inches on hips with a judicious combination of coffee and ginger nuts 😉
            I’ve earned them… a long morning at work today 🙂

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