by Pablo Neruda

Now we will count to twelve
and we will all keep still.

For once on the face of the earth,
let’s not speak in any language;
let’s stop for one second,
and not move our arms so much.

It would be an exotic moment
without rush, without engines;
we would all be together
in a sudden strangeness.

Fisherman in the cold sea
would not harm whales
and the man gathering salt
would look at his hurt hands.

Those who prepare green wars,
wars with gas, wars with fire,
victories with no survivors,
would put on clean clothes
and walk about with their brothers
in the shade, doing nothing.

What I want should not be confused
with total inactivity.
Life is what it is about;
I want no truck with death.

If we were not so single-minded
about keeping our lives moving,
and for once could do nothing,
perhaps a huge silence
might interrupt this sadness
of never understanding ourselves
and of threatening ourselves with death.
Perhaps the earth can teach us
as when everything seems dead
and later proves to be alive.

Now I’ll count up to twelve
and you stay quiet and I will go.


Solitude. Acrylic and mixed media on panel. 20×16 in. 50×41 cm.

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artratcafe CAFE – The Onion…

For the next while artratcafe CAFE will be celebrating vegetables and offering them to you in fresh abundance. This week we sing the praises of the humble but classic onion with inspiration from two poets and a number of classic painters. The first poem is by Lorna Crozier (b. 1948), a Canadian poet and the Head Chair in the Writing Department at the University of Victoria. The poem, Onions, is from her sensual and delightful book of poems, The Sex Lives of Vegetables:
“The onion loves the onion.
It hugs its many layers,
saying, O, O, O,
each vowel smaller
than the last.

Some say it has no heart.
It surrounds itself,
feels whole. Primordial.
First among vegetables.

If Eve had bitten it
instead of the apple,
how different

The second poem is a somewhat longer and more romantic Ode to the Onion by the Chilean poet, diplomat and politician Pablo Neruda (1904-1973).


luminous flask,
your beauty formed
petal by petal,
crystal scales expanded you
and in the secrecy of the dark earth
your belly grew round with dew.
Under the earth
the miracle
and when your clumsy
green stem appeared,
and your leaves were born
like swords
in the garden,
the earth heaped up her power
showing your naked transparency,
and as the remote sea
in lifting the breasts of Aphrodite
duplicating the magnolia,
so did the earth
make you,
clear as a planet
and destined
to shine,
constant constellation,
round rose of water,
the table
of the poor.






You make us cry without hurting us. I have praised everything that exists,
but to me, onion, you are more beautiful than a bird of dazzling feathers, heavenly globe, platinum goblet,
unmoving dance of the snowy anemone                                                                                                                             and the fragrance of the earth lives
in your crystalline nature”.




And what is a celebration of the onion without a classic recipe: French Onion Soup:

50 g butter
3 large onions, sliced
2 cloves of garlic, finely chopped
1/3 c flour
3 c stock
1/4 c white wine
1 bay leaf
2 sprigs of thyme
baguette, sliced
3/4 c grated Gruyère
Dijon mustard

In a heavy pot, melt the butter over medium high heat and begin to cook the onions. Lower the heat to medium-low and stir occasionally for 25 minutes until the onions begin to caramelize and turn golden brown.

Add the garlic and flour and continue to stir for 2 minutes. Begin to blend the stock, 1 cup at a time and add the white wine. Stir continuously and bring to a boil. Add the bay leaf and thyme and season with salt and pepper. Cover and simmer for an additional 25 minutes. Remove the bay leaf.

Slice the baguette and spread a thin layer of mustard on each. Preheat the broiler in the oven and cover the soup with an even layer of baguette slices. Top with the Gruyère cheese. Slide under the broiler and cook until the cheese has melted and begins to bubble.

Ladle into a bowl and serve with one or two of the baguette slices. Delicious with a salade niçoise.

Image Credits from top to bottom: Still Life with Cat and Onions by Boris Grigoriev. 1928.  The Onions by Pierre Renoir. 1881.   Still Life with Drawing Board and Onions by Vincent van Gogh. The Red Onions by Henri Matisse.  Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles by Google Images.   Information Credits: Wikipedia.