Saturday, February 13, 2010

Kavya: From the Sanskirt, Octavio Paz

Confidence: Confusion

At the side of the Bed
the knot came undone by itself,
and barely held by the sash
The robe slipped to my waist.
My friend, it is all I know: I was in his arms
and I can not remember who was who
or what we did or how.



  1. Cunthia, that is a nice one!


  2. Yes, Secretia, so ethereal and dreamy.

  3. Very sensual. I did not know about the Indian writings of Octavio Paz. I will have to read more of his work. Thanks.

  4. Hello Loretta. Octavio Paz is such a magical
    poet. I'm currently obsessed with Paz and
    Rumi. Thank you for stopping by.

  5. I apologize for the typo, OMG!

  6. This is what happens when pleasure overtakes the body, soul and mind . . . and the fact these lines have an Indian connection. Wow!!!

    Cynthia thanks for coming by the meanderings and leaving your insights. I appreciate your following as well.

    A lovely Sunday to you.

    Joy always,

  7. Cynthia:

    I thought you would like this:

    "Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around."


  8. Susan, Thank you so much for visiting and
    leaving your perceptive comments.
    Often it seems the Asian ethic is about
    that caring touch, thinking about and
    putting yourself in the other person's
    place - kindness.

    Yes, I know I have often underestimate the
    value of the supposedly "little things"
    but I've found these little things are
    what testifies to the things that define
    us as human. And these small joys are so
    very, very needed.

    Vowing to slow down and give these gems
    of joy on a daily basis.

    Please if you get a chance stop by and
    read my dialogue with Eileen Tabios, I think
    you will enjoy and relate. Thank you!

  9. Beautiful and simply elegant in its construction.

  10. Hello Jane,

    Thank you for your wrods.