POEM OF THE DAY -- "night train to horta" by Pablo Picasso

Pablo Picasso -- Poet?  That's right.  One of the founders and undeniable leaders of the famous and influential surrealist movement -- as an artist and a sculptor -- was also an accomplished and respected surrealist poet.

The surrealist movement was led by Picasso and poets Andre Breton and Paul Eluard - and formed a tight circle of nuclear genius in Paris in the early half of the twentieth century.  Picasso led the surrealistic movement as aruguably the most famous artist of the twentieth century, perhaps of all time.

What few know is that in 1935, at age 54, an emotional crisis caused Picasso to halt all painting and devote himself entirely to poetry.  André Breton praised his writings as ‘an intimate journal, both of the feelings and the senses, such as has never been kept before.’

Here for your reading pleasure is one of my favorite Picasso poems, "Night Train to Horta":

night train to horta

by Pablo Picasso

she wants head

male bonding

siamese twins

tango 69

me

i travel by images

corporal landscapes

the mouth is the tunnel

quick, now

the tongue the train

windows on the world

unmistaken

still

same refrain

we will meet

we will meet

somewhere again

end of the line

with

the power of torso

speed of the memento

lost and then

found

and

always

the blood engine

pounding

puffing

steaming its blush

on the cheek of night

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