Arriving in any city, in this case Edinburgh, the beautiful capital of Scotland, is an opportunity to open the senses to new expressions.
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And for you what are they in this now
unbridled light, development
floral of evidence, the green ridge
of the green leaves, the presence
from heaven with its cup of freshness?
In Neruda's verses the colors of Edinburgh are painted without knowing it. Let's observe a garden, a park full of green or a forest in broad daylight. The green of the leaves of the trees, the grass, the moss and the lichens.
Green is something that has always inspired us and that we associate with life, with hope. A beautiful girl in green, an old bottle, the green toys of childhood.
It is that the color green has almost always been present in the world of the human being, being one of the most common colors in the natural environment and that has accompanied us most in our evolution.
Throughout history it has been acquiring a series of connotations and symbolisms, this is fundamentally due to the psychological meaning that we have given to this color.
The spring kissing
softly the grove,
and the new green sprouted
like a green smoke.
Of Antonio Machado, or
There is a green laurel. in its branches
a swarm of birds sleeps
in silent rest,
without the kiss of the sun waking them up.
From Rubén Darío, he shows us that green tends to have a series of tremendously positive connotations in the human psyche. In the first place it is linked to birth, life, force and energy.
The color associated with nature is also associated with healing and healing, with freshness. Green is also the color of hope, optimism, and good luck. Also of naturalness, the search for pleasure and vigor.
Alfonsina Storni tells us
Palermo, thick green hair,
let go of your locks
on the right back of Buenos Aires.
That poetics of seeing the forest from below as if we were above is only possible with the feeling on the surface. Edinburgh has not thrown a green blanket over our elusive perceptions.
It is no more shiny and crystalline
through high sierras the frozen stream
nor is the carved ebony blacker
nor bluer the flower of green linen.
From the Mexican writer Luis Gonzaga Urbina
Wounded I go, wounded; I'm not encouraged
the crowd that cries out in the circus,
and sings a song to the green branch
that there in the temple of the victor is flaunted.
The same crowd is the one that insults
who in the unequal fight, is inflamed,
and finally succumbs, without honor or fame,
the broken sword and the bloody neck.
I entered the fight fearless and joyful.
The dead greet you, I said to the world.
I looked at the beasts; I felt colossal
Fight; the doubt hurt me deeply,
and in the dust of the victorious chariot,
I already roll through the sand, dying.
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🔎 I am Gustavo Llusá, Argentine, after traveling for several years to more than 60 countries, I settled in Latvia where I got married and learned about another way of life, on the other side of the map.
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7 сен 2024