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Silence & Counting To Twelve...

Visiting with Isabel at her "A Room of One's Own" was the invitation to all count to twelve and post this beautiful poem by Pablo Neruda... So... if you are so moved, I too invite you to count to twelve and let his words find their way through your silence...

Keeping Quiet (A Callarse)
Extravagaria, Pablo Neruda

Now we will count to twelve
and we will all keep still.

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For once on the face of the earth,
let’s not speak in any language;
let’s stop for one second,
and not move our arms so much.

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It would be an exotic moment
without rush, without engines;
we would all be together
in a sudden strangeness.

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Fishermen in the cold sea
would not harm whales
and the man gathering salt
would look at his hurt hands.

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Those who prepare green wars,
wars with gas, wars with fire,
victories with no survivors,
would put on clean clothes
and walk about with their brothers
in the shade, doing nothing.

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What I want should not be confused
with total inactivity.
Life is what it is about;
I want no truck with death.

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If we were not so single-minded
about keeping our lives movin,
and for once could do nothing,

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perhaps a huge silence
might interrupt this sadness
of never understanding ourselves
and of threatening ourselves with death.

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Perhaps the earth can teach us
as when everything seems dead
and later proves to be alive.

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Now I’ll count up to twelve
and you keep quiet and I will go.