It was at that age
that poetry came in search of me.
هل يُحدِّث الدخانُ الغيوم؟
هل صحيح أن رغباتنا
يجب أن تروى بالندى؟
كيف نشكر الغيوم
لفيضها الشارد؟
And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.
Pablo NerudaTags: separation
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
Sucede que me canso de ser hombre.
Pablo NerudaTags: walking-around
The days aren't discarded or collected, they are bees
that burned with sweetness or maddened
the sting: the struggle continues,
the journeys go and come between honey and pain.
No, the net of years doesn't unweave: there is no net.
They don't fall drop by drop from a river: there is no river.
Sleep doesn't divide life into halves,
or action, or silence, or honor:
life is like a stone, a single motion,
a lonesome bonfire reflected on the leaves,
an arrow, only one, slow or swift, a metal
that climbs or descends burning in your bones.
Tags: poetry pablo-neruda memories
Here I came to the very edge where nothing at all needs saying...and every day on the balcony of the sea wings open fire is born and everything is blue again like morning.
Pablo NerudaTags: neruda
And what importance do I have in the courtroom of oblivion?
Pablo NerudaQuiero que sepas
una cosa.
Si de pronto
me olvidas
no me busques,
que ya te habré olvidado.
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