Vladimir Volegov Art
Sonnet XXXIV (You are the daughter of the sea) You are the daughter of the sea, oregano's first cousin. Your eyes go out toward the water, and the waves rise; Naiad: cut your body into turquoise pieces, And so at last, you sleep, in the circle of my arms
Pablo Neruda
Swimmer, your body is pure as the water;
cook, your blood is quick as the soil.
Everything you do is full of flowers, rich with the earth.
your hands go out to the earth and the seeds swell;
you know the deep essence of water and the earth,
conjoined in you like a formula for clay.
they will bloom resurrected in the kitchen.
This is how you become everything that lives.
that push back the shadows so that you can rest--
vegetables, seaweed, herbs: the foam of your dreams.
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