Tactic and Strategy
I was doing some reading today and ran across this poem by Mario Benedetti, an Uraguayan poet. I had to smile as I read it. I saw myself. Did you?
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TACTIC AND STRATEGY
My tactic is
Looking at you,
Learning how you are,
Loving you as you are,
My tactic is
Talking to you
And listening to you
To build with words
An indestructible bridge
My tactic is
Remaining in your memories
I don't know how
Nor with which pretext
But remaining with you.
My tactic is
Being frank,
And knowing that you are frank,
And not selling each other
Simulations
So that between us
There is no curtain
Nor abyss.
My strategy is,
However,
Deeper and
Easier,
My strategy is
That one of these days
I don't know how
Nor with which pretext
You finally
Need me.
Mario Benedetti
posted by Dale Savage @ 10/05/2005 08:47:00 PM
8 comments
8 Comments:
Hi Dale I just stopped
by your site to bookmark your
recipes...and discovered this
poem and since you asked...
yes...I see myself in it, but only when the "you" can be
trusted with my heart...so cautious here!
I'm off on a trip in Nov. and scanning down
to the Neruda, I'm reminded what a wonderful
traveling companion he will be!!!
Merci mon cher,
Heading over to recipes to ask a??
Sunni
Thanks for stopping by Sunni, I understand the caution. It's funny how some of us can be that way and others seem to always throw caution to the wind.
Will look for the question over there.
Dale
By the way, Sunni, where are you traveling to in November? And Neruda's often one of my traveling companions, as well. :-)
Dale
hey this poem ir really nice, I also see myself. Also try this one: If you forget me by Pablo Neruda, He is my favourite poet.
I want you to know
one thing.
You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.
But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.
Hi there Anonymous.
Neruda is my favorite too. He wrote so many things that I relate to immediately on reading. He so often puts into words the things I've thought but not articulated.
Thanks for sharing the poem. That one's from Captain's Verses, I think--one of my favorite of his short collections.
ciao,
Dale in Tucson
Yes it is amazing how he wrote things even politics not because the political meaning but they way of transmiting it, Like for example The Song of Love to Stanligrad it is so touching hope you have read it, if not search 4 it.... This poem I believe, it is one of the best but it has not a lot advertisement may be due to its political meaning....
Hello !
I am Zarela from PERU!
Benedetti is a great writer ..
I hope you continue reading him.
Greetings.
Zare.
yes! what a lovely poem... i am glad i refound it here. Benedetti is an awesome poet... and this poem's straightforward earnestness is so refreshing in a poem about 'romance'.
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