Friday, August 3, 2012

Delights

Though these long, hot, summer days seem to linger, August still has its virtues and this one is my favorite......


The street
filled with tomatoes,
midday,
summer,
light
is halved like
a
tomato
its juice
runs
through the streets.
In December,
unabated,
the tomato
invades
the kitchen,
it enters at lunchtime,
takes
its ease
on countertops,
among glasses,
butter dishes,
blue saltcellars.
It sheds
its own light,
benign majesty.
Unfortunately we must
murder it:
the knife
sinks
into living flesh,
red
viscera
a cool
sun,
profound,
inexhaustible,
populates the salads
of Chile,
happily, it is wed
to the clear onion
and we celebrate the union
we
pour
oil,
essential
child of the olive,
into its halved hemispheres,
pepper
adds
its fragrance,
salt, its magnesium;
it is the wedding
of the day,
parsley
hoists
its flag
potatoes
bubble vigorously,
the aroma
of the roast
knocks
at the door
it's time!
come on!
and, on
the table, at the midpoint
of summer,
the tomato,
star of the earth, recurrent
and fertile
star,
displays
its convolutions,
its canals,
its remarkable amplitude
and abundance,
no pit,
no husk,
no leaves or thorns,
the tomato offers
its gift
of fiery color
and cool completeness.

Ode To Tomatoes by Pablo Neruda



Have a delicious weekend everybody!

xo Tomato Ro

*obviously Mr. Neruda resided in the southern hemisphere, summer in December!

13 comments:

  1. My smile kept growing with each line--what an ode!!! And tomatoes DESERVE that sort of literary treatment, certainly!

    Thanks for sharing this, Ro, and enjoy a weekend fresh with tomatoes yourself!

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    1. Oh gosh Caroline I really am enjoying them, is there anything better than a homegrown tomato? Not this time of year. It is one mouthwatering poem :)

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  2. aaahhh...my favorite fruit/veg is tomato...so beautiful! Happy Friday Ro! xx

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    1. MMMMM mine too, Mona, I hope you have some this weekend.
      xo

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  3. my sentiments as well...a wonderful ode to the famous, tasty tomato, well said!

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    1. Don't you just love them, our favorite tomato sandwiches, with basil, olive oil with or without cheese.........yummy!

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  4. omg! i've been out of touch for a while and have been missing all the fun . . . color coding everyone, cd give away, and so many beautiful creations and pics!!!

    the tomato post reminds me of my dad, who always had toooo many tomatoes at the end of the growing season. every summer when i'd see or talk to him, the first thing he would ask, "do you need tomatoes?" What a happy memory, thanks ro, you are the greatest <3

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  5. Hi Rae, We've obviously been thinking about you :)

    My fist gardens at home were with my dad, we had some good ones, chickens and a rabbit for fertilizer. I love it when we get the overflow tomatoes, time for salsa fresca and marinara!!

    xoxo

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  6. Oh my gosh...LOVE this ode. Almost as much as I love YOU! :-). (Thank you.)

    Life has been busier than usual this past week, but it has slowed down. Sorry I have been MIA, but I have been following along. Ro, your new pieces are SO wonderful. I am in awe of your talent.

    Each piece is so special, and the stones are...as always....suberb. Oh, the lucky shoppers that snagged these beauties!

    Have a wonder-filled weekend, and enjoy those gorgeous tomatoes!
    xxxooo

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    1. Me too, that poem makes my mouth water :)

      I love you too, now worries about commenting, I certainly know how life can sweep you away in a title wave sometimes, keep your chin up. At the end of this week I had to remind myself to breathe in and out.

      Oh thank you, I love what I do and whatever I can save from the squirrels. I planted only one tomato plant in the dog yard for protection this summer, luckily it's huge ! A trip to Bountiful!

      xoxo

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  7. Morning Ro,

    An ode to tomatoes. That's my kind of poet!

    Reminds me of the summer I was back home and hubs was tending our wee garden. When I asked how my to-mah-toes were doing he said he's never seen to-may-toes grow so big and would send a photo.

    The (photoshopped) photo he sent was of a single humungo tomato that filled the entire wheelbarrow! =)

    Have a lovely weekend, Ro. I'm currently cleaning a year's worth of dust from my cave *achoo*

    xxx

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  8. Ha I loved the picture.....tomatoes...tomahtoes......they all are delicious.

    Oh boy you're on a tear! You might need chocolate.

    It's going yo be nice when you finish.

    xoxo

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  9. I always need chocolate! =)

    (And now, a masseuse!)

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