

It’s a lovely day today, and it feels like summer is making one last bid to say goodbye. I was out in the garden, but not sunbathing – I had to mow the lawn! As tenants, these sorts of tasks are our responsibility.
And now, after giving the flat a good vacuum, I thought it was a good time to write a post.
Tomorrow is Leonard Cohen‘s birthday, and I thought it would be a great chance to celebrate with a poem by Pablo Neruda as a tribute.
The theme is human curiosity (the ‘Whys!’), how little we know, and, as Leonard Cohen suggests, why not stand on your own two feet and be your own individual?
There’s no doubt that they’re still alive, truly in our hearts, thanks to their lasting arts and wisdom.
Through a closed mouth, the flies enter
by Pablo Neruda:
Why, with those red flames at hand,
Are rubies so ready to burn?
Why does the heart of the topaz
reveal a yellow honeycomb?
Why does the rose amuse itself
by hanging the colour of its dreams?
Why does the emerald shiver
like a drowned submarine?
Why does the sky grow pale
under the June stars?
Where does the lizard’s tail
Get its fresh supply of paint?
Where is the underground fire
That revives the carnations?
Where does the salt acquire
The transparency of its glance?
Where did the coal sleep
That it awoke so dark?
And where, where does the tiger buy
Its stripes of mourning, its stripes of gold?
When did the jungle begin
to breathe its own perfume?
When did the pine tree realise
its own sweet-smelling consequence?
When did the lemons learn
The same laws as the sun?
When did smoke learn to fly?
When do roots converse?
What is water like in the stars?
Why is the scorpion poisonous?
Is the elephant benign?
What is the tortoise brooding on?
Where does shade withdraw to?
What song does the rain repeat?
When are the birds going to die?
And why should leaves be green?
What we know is so little,
and what we presume so much,
So slowly do we learn
that we ask questions, then die.
Better for us to keep our pride
for the city of the dead
on the day of the departed,
And there, when the wind blows through
the holes in your skull,
It will unveil to you such mysteries,
whispering the truth to you
through the spaces that were your ears.
I shall forever remember those days when Al and I closed many doors one after another to society, and by listening to Cohen’s songs, we immersed ourselves in our solitude.
Have a great time, everyone. 🙏💖🤗
Source: “Through a closed mouth the flies enter” from EXTRAVAGARIA by Pablo Neruda, translated by Alastair Reid. Copyright © 1958 Pablo Neruda and Fundación Pablo Neruda. Translation copyright © 1974 by Alastair Reid. Used by permission of Farrar, Straus and Giroux and Fundación Pablo Neruda.
Leonard Cohen! I have everything regarding the man there is. Superb blog. Regards, Mike
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Know him since the early seventies, but I’ve come to know him better through you, Mike. Thanks for that; I really appreciate it. Sending my gratitude, Aladin.
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Simply beautiful!
Thanks a lot for sharing
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“Simply,” well said! That is exactly what I wanted to share; thank you, dear Luisa. 🤗🙏💖
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You are so very welcome my dear Aladin!
It was my pleasure as always! 🌼😘
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I really enjoy the soul-refreshing poetic beauty you bring to your posts. Thank you.
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Thank you, my lovely teacher, for refreshing my mind and soul. 🥰🙏💞
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Thank you for the wonderful poem By Neruda, Aladin!.
And I enjoyed listening to all 3 Cohen songs.
Happy Birthday Leonard!
🎂🌟💖💃🏽💕
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Oh yes, happy birthday, Leonard. As a matter of fact, in Germany it’s considered bad luck to offer premature congratulations. 😅 That’s why I wanted to wait until today. 😉
Thank you for taking the time to read and listen to these masterpieces.
🤗🙏💖💖🌹💞
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I did listen to each song. I adore Leonard’s work. I’be drawn him twice, but now that I draw better, I might try again.
Premature congratulations being bad luck is a new one to me. Interesting, and thank you, Aladin!
xo💖💖🌹💞
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It’s a great idea! I’ve always loved your drawings; keep up the good work. 😊👍🥰💖
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Thank you, Aladin!
💜🧡xo🥰💖
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This is such a wonderful post , these are my favorite poets Aladin. Leonard Cohens lyrics to Suzanne are surely some of the loveliest poetry written. Of course of the romantics , no one compares to Neruda. Thank you for this , you’ve made my day. 🩷
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Thank you for making my day as well. The song “Suzanne” is indeed the loveliest and, at the same time, a very wise and insightful poem. Sending my gratitude. 🥰🙏❤️❤️
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Thank you again , have a lovely day. ❤️
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A lovely pairing. Thank you for sharing, Aladin. I was drawn to listen to Cohen’s music last night. 🎶💗
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Wow! That’s lovely to know; I felt the same. Thanks, sweet lady, for taking the time to drop by. 🙏🌹🤗
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You’re welcome and thank you! Take care. 🤗
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Very thought provoking! Thanks for posting this, friend!
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Thanks for your kind words, dear friend.
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You’re very welcome!
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Simply beautiful🙏🌈🕊️ It is true. I am moved to tears this morning, my friend… They are alive in our hearts💎🎶👍🖖
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You speak of my heart, mate; yet, the questions still linger!
Thank you! 🙏🖖👍
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Wonderful article, thank you !💙
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Thanks so much for taking the time to read this!💖
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Impressive
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Thank you; I truly appreciate your visit.
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Well done, Lampy. I don’t know the work of Cohen, but one of my favorite classical pieces this year is — Esenvalds’ Wandering Heart: The Road Is Too Long. With text taken from Cohen’s poetry. Worth searching out if you are a fan of Cohen’s work.
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Yes, my friend, I will search for it. Thank you for your kind words and for stopping by! 🙏🤙
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