"Memorial Day 2009"
I was honored to receive a request from Leonardo B. a gentleman in Portugal, to post on his blog with a poem he wrote, inspired by this picture.
A translation is provided below as is a link to the blog.
“If I walk, so much I move away
and so much I was ordered to the silence
I will not bother the shadow of the morning
that there is somewhat, just now, it was invented for the world.
If I walk, so much I approach
of the hand that could compose the short cuts,
the used calmness where I wake my step
the small tracing from this tower into the sky, the tree
which cries an unstable blow, the leaf, the very little skin
what is detained lifted, on air
in the short corner of the house where it wakes the star;
And if I stop, I’m from the world, the leaf of paper,
the voice that is clarified, clearly, the detail and
If I walk, I am, drawned
and I wake the horizon where nothing is definite,
where in the world, the centre is here or there,
and the whole is a thing what so much it does,
and it does make sense,
also the highest of the places can be deep
and here, where I advance it so many, what I move away
I bringing myself back to the shadow that waited for it so much in the morning
that there is somewhat, such a little, before the star
one more beginning was still of the world.
If I walk,
so many what was I, would it happens again.”