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View within this Collection - Canvases l Mini Memling l Initial l Deco l Kabila l Resting l Sotogrande l Andalucia l Thinking l Thinking 2 l San Sebastian l Flor l Queen

Andalucia - Needlepoint Canvases - Copyright 2004 - Jan Voich - Select photo or links above to view other hand painted canvases in this collection.

... cuantos caminos - hasta llegar - - a - un beso ...





And it was at - that age ... when Poetry arrived
... in search of me.

I do not know - I do not know

where - it came from - - from - winter - or a river.

I do not know - how or when -
no - they were not - voices - they were not
words - nor silence -
yet - from a street - I - was summoned - - from the branches of night - abruptly
from the others - amongst
violent fires - or returning alone - - there I was - without a face
and it touched me.

I did not know - what to say - my mouth
had no way
with names
my eyes were blind - and
something started in my soul - - fever or - forgotten wings - and I made my own way - deciphering
that fire

and I wrote - the first faint line - faint - without

substance - pure
nonsense - pure wisdom
of someone who knows nothing - and suddenly - - I saw
the heavens
and open - planets -
palpitating plantations - shadow
perforated - riddled
with arrows - fire and flowers - the
winding night - the universe.

And - I - infinitesimal being - drunk
with the great starry
void - likeness - image of
mystery - I felt
myself a pure part
of the abyss - I wheeled - with the stars - my heart ...

... broke free - on the open sky.



Andalucia II


I - can write - the saddest poem of all - - tonight.

Write - for instance - *The night is full of stars - and
the stars - - blue - shiver in the distance.*

The night wind - whirls - in the - sky and sings.

I can write - the saddest poem of all - tonight.

I loved her - and sometimes - she loved me too.

On nights like this - I held her in my arms.
I kissed her - - so many times - under the infinite sky.

She loved me - sometimes - I loved her.
How could I not have loved - her large - still eyes ?

I can write - the saddest poem of all - tonight.
To think - I do not have her. To feel - that I have lost her.

To hear - the immense night - more immense - - without her.
And - the poem falls - to the soul - as dew - to grass.

What does it matter - that my love - could not - keep her.
The night is - full of stars - and she - is not - with me.

That is all.

Far away - someone sings. Far away.
My soul is lost - without her.

As if to bring her near - my eyes - search for her.
My heart searches for her - and - she - is not with me.

The same night - that whitens - the same trees.
We - we who - were - we - - are the same - no longer.

I - no longer love her - true - but how much I loved her.

My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.

Someone else. She will belong to someone else. As she once
belonged to my kisses.
Her voice - her light body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her - true - yet - perhaps - - I love her.
Love is so short - and - - oblivion - - - so long.

(Es tan corto el amor - y tan largo el olvido)

Because on nights like this - I held her in my arms - my
soul is lost - without her.

may be - the last poem I write - for her.





We have lost - even this twilight.
No one saw us this evening - hand in hand
while - the blue night - dropped - on the world.

I have seen - from my window
the fiesta of sunset - in the distant - mountain tops.

Sometimes - a piece of sun
burned - like a coin in my hand.

I remembered you - with - my soul clenched
in that - sadness of mine - that you know.

Where were you then ?
Who else was there ?
Saying what ?

Why will the - whole of love - come on me suddenly
when I am sad and feel you are far away ?

The book fell - that always - closed at twilight
and my blue sweater rolled - like a hurt dog at my feet.

Always - always you recede through the evenings
toward the twilight - - erasing statues.


Pablo Neruda - The Nobel Prize - in Literature 1971 - ( translated into English - unknown translator *co-author* )



1988 Midi by Koeichi Mitsuhara



Needlepoint Canvases - Andalucia - 16 x 11 inches.


*The White Towns* (Los Pueblos Blancos) - innumerable small villages - of the Andalusian hinterland - repose - eternal in time - - where simplicity - peace and hospitality - are the way of life.

Sprinkled within winding - secondary roads - the whitewashed houses - cap the mountaintops and slip down their slopes. Mystery allures you into the villages - pulling you through their streets.


Perhaps ... nowhere else - does a traveler feel so welcome - when - there is not - a soul in sight.


Geraniums - Copyright 2005 Jan Voich

Needlepoint Canvases - Poems and music - a lovely blend for your senses - we hope you enjoy this page

By blending the arts - our needlepoint paintings - - *El Concierto de Aranjuez* - and Neruda*s majestic verses - to - view our series of - needlepoint canvases ...

... we truly hope - you feel - the beauty of - Southern Spain - on this page - and - through our eyes.

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Designs are 16 x 11 inches - 12 mesh Zweigart Mono Deluxe. Original Water Color Paintings - adapted for Needlepoint Canvases - Price: $ 195

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This anthology of Pablo Neruda - is published with the desire of the diffusion and study of the poet. It is expressly prohibited to reproduce any of his work with commercial goals. All rights belong to the *Fundación Pablo Neruda*



Andalucia II - stitched by Susan Mitchell from Northern California




Also read - about - Federico García Lorca - if you - have the time - and some of his - poems ... there are so many more - yet - - this will come.

If you have more time - read the biography of Joaquin Rodrigo - Spanish Music Composer.


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