A thought (care of Pablo Neruda) for St Valentine’s day

Well the 14th February is here again and shops in the UK are awash with hearts, flowers, and cards. Panicked men are even now raiding petrol stations for the card or token they have forgotten again to buy in good time for the annual outgushing of commericalised love.

I suppose I shouldn’t moan at least it is a nod in the right direction even if it is a last minute attempt at making whatever it is they do purchase seem as if they put some thought into it. Gone it seems are the days of  “courting” which as far as I know and as I remember my Dad telling me “… is something a chap needs to keep doing long after the confettii has been swept away and the last crumb of wedding cake scoffed.”

Now I am no great shakes at the whole romance thing, I am the wrong shape to be classically romantic, so I try for “wind swept and interesting” which mostly now comes across as “flatulent and unsettling” … such are the cards middle age deals us 😉
That aside I can and sometimes do stop reading tech manuals and read things that perhaps you would not ,looking at me, think I would like. With that in mind I would like to recommend to you the “100 Love Sonnets” by Pablo Neruda who can shape a word to fit the moment better than any card or box of chocolates. I am proud to steal his words as they say in 6 lines all that needs to be said from me to Val on Valentines Day

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep

PS I did buy a card in plenty of time and yes it is a nice one

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