Wednesday, October 6, 2010


 I do not love you as if you were salt-rose or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
 I love you as the plant that never blooms,
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers.
Thanks to your love a certain fragrance,
risen darkly from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride,
so I love you because I know no other way than this:
where "I" does not exist, nor "you,"
So close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
So close that your eyes close and I fall asleep.

Poem by Pablo Neruda

Prints available in the shop this evening.


  1. beautiful poem... and your art too :)

  2. This new series of yours is incredible. I especially like the one with the raccoon.

  3. uh-mazing, as always! i love how each character and her creature compliment each other!

  4. These are so gorgeous and quirky and cute at the same time! I'm a new fan of your marvellous blog! :D

    I wish I could buy all your prints/designs :D

  5. lovely poem and lovely new prints.


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