Just 5 days until little Meggie's 22nd birthday!!
Let's get this website off and running so that our guests will have a great resource for this atypical and adventurous wedding!
Let me share just a bit of translated poetry from Pablo Neruda so that we may have a post of proper length.
Leaning into the AfternoonsLeaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets
towards your oceanic eyes.
There in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens and flames,
its arms turning like a drowning man's.
I sent out red signals across your absent eyes
that move like the sea near a lighthouse.
You keep only darkness, my distant female,
from your regard sometimes the coast of dread emerges.
Leaning into the afternoons I fling my sad nets
to that sea that beats on your marine eyes.
The birds of night peck at the first stars
that flash like my soul when I love you.
The night gallops on its shadowy mare
shedding blue tassels over the land.