Friday, April 17, 2009

Response to the earth

I would be yours,
but for the wind’s sweet lies,

dripping rubies
tongued eloquently
as the passionate words
of the cantaor:

From your mouth
comes kisses to strip away
all sorrows



Rachel Westfall
April 17, 2009

With gratitude to Will Kirkland for his translation work in Gypsy Cante, where the idea for the cantaor's words came from.

12 comments:

Poetikat said...

I like this - did YOU write it in another language and have someone translate it? Now I need to find out what cantaor is.

Kat

Rikkij said...

well, I don't know what cantaor is, but i'm wondering who the wind might be and why it would lie. I have hunches....very intriguing indeed. ~rick

Woman in a Window said...

Cantaor, is this a male singer? My dictionary doesn't have it. Google dictionary doesn't. But google itself, supposes male. But then when I marry that with the earth and gypsies, I hear woman singing. I suppose it could be either. And either way it is touching somewhere far beneath the surface.

RachelW said...

The cantaor is the flamenco singer. More soon... :)

Fat Arse said...

Rachel,

I find your eloquence serves as a perfect foil. After hours of regressing and swearing at the TV during these HNIC playoff games - I find your poetry puts my mind where it properly should be after the game that my team loses, namely: elsewhere.

Thanks,

RachelW said...

I didn't intend for this to be so puzzling! Ha! That's what I get for being in a hurry, or even for trying to write on a Friday evening. Thank you all for expressing your puzzlement, and for your kind words. I hope the context is a bit clearer now...

Karen said...

I assumed the root is the same as "cantor", so even without knowing exactly, I hear the words intoned. Really nice pairing with your last one. I like that the wind has seduced you.

christopher said...

Telling LiesI love telling lies
to you, great windy pillows
where you rest your trust
while I stroke tender
places you've left in my care
for my purposes
for my advantage
as I keep my eyes ever
peeled for more chances.

You'll find me out soon.

Moanerplicity said...

This was mad lovely. I know this, because I wanted to kiss the words, and to hold them in a longer embrace. I wanted more... more of their utter loveliness.

Some poetess you are, my friend!

One.

Lin

K.Lawson Gilbert said...

From your mouth
comes kisses to strip away
all sorrows

these lines caused me to close me eyes and nod in affirmation. Lovely sentiments.

RachelW said...

Thank you all so much. Mmm, your words bring me comfort! Christopher, your poem has stirred something else up, but it hasn't quite materialised. Not yet, anyway. :)

joker the lurcher said...

perfect, economical and yet full.