Friday, June 29, 2012

To June

Somewhere between e-shopping for hair dryer and applying for a job in publishing, this struck me. That we are almost through half the year. That we have lived half the share of our boons and banes for this year. That come what may, one has to pull oneself through the rest of the other half for yet another hopeful whole. Interestingly, while the end of June marks the beginning of summer in the Western hemisphere, for us, the Easterners it means the end of summer. End or beginning, this is precisely the time when both the worlds are decked up in that lush, blinding green.

So while oscillating between both the searches, one materialistic and the other absolutely abstract, I embarked upon yet another search - a good June poem. And this is where it led me, The Guardian, the station where every art/book lover's search ends. I am sure many of you stop by here to catch a review or just stir those sleepy morning grey cells. Although moved by the many beautiful but mostly long forgotten poems recommended in the article, I however chose to stand by my old favorite - Neruda. 


"Green was the silence, wet was the light

the month of June trembled like a butterfly."

~ Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

And since I couldn't find any butterflies for you in this concrete jungle, I believe my Ma's most lovingly tended and Bapa's most photographed object, the football lily (that's what we call them here) would do. A lovely coexistence, isn't it?! That's how the two have traveled through the years and today completes the thirty-first year of their journey. To June and to togetherness then! 

14 comments:

  1. lily ta angul ghara ra , au tu jully ra plan kana . abe tu ta pura settle hei jai thibu

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    1. Haan Angul ghara ra, you guessed right!
      July re bapa aau ma aasibe.. so looking forward to that.

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  2. From one side of the world to another, Neruda's lines, from yet another time zone and landscape, are perfect for the way things are here today - wet, green, damply quiet and trembling on the edge of a summer that may or may not appear.
    Congratulations to your parents - and what a lovely way you've illustrated their faithfulness to one another.

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    1. Thank you for the wishes.
      How beautifully you describe the weather - "trembling on the edge of summer". It must be raining charm over there, I know, more so with that combination of summer green and rain. Wishing you a lovely season ahead.

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  3. I didn’t know this flower. It’s beautiful. And I like this word: football lily! It’s round like a football balloon. So to June! And to togetherness! Thirty-first year of togetherness!! That’s wonderful. It makes me dream! Congratulations to your parents.

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    1. Thanks for the wishes, Celine. Yes, thirty-one years does seem like a dream. And I'm glad you liked the football lily.

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  4. I love Neruda. How good to be reminded.

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    1. Yet another Neruda lover! I'm glad this post took you back to the wonderful poet.

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  5. Good Morning Suman

    Your post is a timely reminder of the remaining months of 2012. I must get the list out and make additions but not before I sit and admire your football lillies. The colour is marvelous and cheerful on this July humid morning.

    Helen xx

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    1. Hello Helen, I'm glad you liked the lilies. Yeah, about time lists should be made; I have an obsession for them anyway!
      Wish you a lovely 4th of July and hope to see yet another wonderful painting in the next post.

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  6. earth was the silence, thunder was the light
    this month of june trembled like the vibrating cellphone..

    once again another blog at the right time....football lilly thats an awesome name..

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    1. Haha! Your bit describes the monsoons perfectly. And the vibrating cellphone sure gives a kick!

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  7. A lovely June poem, which I didn't know. And what a great name for the lilies. They look a bit like what i know as 'agapanthus'.

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    1. Thank you for visit, Linda. I checked the agapanthus on Wikipedia and it does look like the football lily's blue and more graceful cousin. :-)

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