Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Thursday Theme=Statues

Plegaria
By Delmira Agustini

Eros: have you never felt
Piety for the statues?
These chrysalides of stone,
Some formidable race
In an eternal, unutterable hope.
The sleeping craters of their mouths
Utter the black ash of silence;
A copious shroud of Calm
Falls from the columns of their arms,
And night flows from their eyesockets;
Victims of Destiny or Mystery,
In magnificent and terrible cocoons,
They wait for Life or Death.
Eros: have you never perhaps felt
Piety for the statues?
Piety for the lives
That will not strew nor rend your battles
Nor gild your fiery truces;
Piety for the bodies clothed
In the solemn ermine of Calm,
The luminous foreheads that endure
Their marble wreaths, grand and pure,
Weighty and glacial as icebergs;
Piety for the gloved hands of ice
That cannot uproot
The delicious fruits of the Flesh,
The fantastic flowers of the soul;
Piety for the eyes that flutter
Their spiritual eyelids:
Mysterious fish scales,
Dark curtains on rose visions...
For looking so far, they never see!
Piety for the tidy heads of hair
-Mystical haloes-
Gently combed like lakes
Which the storm's black fan,
Black and enormous, never thrashes;
Piety for the spirits, illustrious,
Carved of diamonds,
High, clear, ecstatic
Lightning rods on pious domes;
Piety for the lips like celestial settings
Where the invisible pearls of the Host gleam;
-Lips that never existed,
Never seized anything,
A fiery vampire
With more thirst and hunger than an abyss.
Piety for the sacrosanct sexes
That armor themselves with sheaths
From the astral vineyards of Chastity;
Piety for the magnetized footsoles
Who eternally drag
Sandals burning with sores
Through the eternal azure;
Piety, piety, pity
For all the lives defended
By the lighthouse of Pride
From your marvelous raw weathers:
Aim your suns and rays at them!
Eros: have you never perhaps felt
Pity for the statues?


Taken in Chalone-sur-Saone France














Taken at Chantilly in France

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

Pity- yes! Was just saying how i felt sorry for Molly Malone at Dot-Com's blog.
What an amazing poem- it manages to exalt statues for all that they are and expose them for all that they are not..
Will have to read it again..
Good find!

mouse (aka kimy) said...

quite a poem....


that second statue....quite pity to have a head on that bod, or would we say a bod for that head....

thanks for playing!

Anonymous said...

I really like this one, Dakota Bear. And thanks for the visit.

tut-tut said...

Great poem . . . lots to think about.

Tom said...

cool ... and i like your 'garden' pics too.

Coffee Messiah said...

An interesting poem and like what you came up.

Thanks 4 joining in ; )

Cheers!

CocoDivaDog said...

That second statue was so intriguing! The long neck and the strange body...

Kris McCracken said...

I like.

Squirrel said...

I really like that second statue a LOT. and the poem is great!!!! I looked all over --mostly in poetry books:) for a poem that mentioned statues. glad you had one.

Dot-Com said...

Great poem! It'll be interesting to read more of your blog later - maybe bring back some old memories of my year spent in Connecticut :-)

Anonymous said...

I like the pictures, but will have to return for the poem. Must have a careful read there.

Good Theme Thursday post, though, I can already tell that.

Megan said...

I was too busy yesterday to really read and appreciate this poem.

I still need more time, I think.