Daily Archives: September 21, 2011

9.21.11 Ode to the Day’s Dark Lover

We burn bulbs to keep the dark at bay, but beyond walls night pours across the globe – at least on one half of it at a time.

Night is day’s tragic lover, always chasing it but never able to catch and caress it.

Pablo Neruda, that lover of almost everything, writes this to night:

You thrash around the sky
a flag,
you pour yourself into
sierras and seas
and the smallest cavities, too:
the exhausted peasant’s hardened
and the black coral
of people’s mouths
opened wide in sleep….
you work with your eyes closed
so that others may open
and the water may sing,
so that our lives
might be born again.

In the night’s lair, in the night’s hands, our creative minds dissolve. Borders melt. We broach death and yet return renewed and ready to sprint yet again until the next nightfall.

So here’s an invitation: Heed your night’s highlights from last night or this night or tomorrow night. Include them, too. The day might be honored by our acknowledgment of her dark lover.

Share your day’s (and/or night’s) three highlights and let us know where you’re writing from.

See you in the woods,
The Three Highlights Guy