Death Alone (Pablo Neruda Poems)
There are lone cemeteries,tombs full of soundless bones,the heart threading a tunnel,a dark, dark tunnel :like a wreck we die ...
There are lone cemeteries,tombs full of soundless bones,the heart threading a tunnel,a dark, dark tunnel :like a wreck we die ...
Pavements a-frying in street and in square,Never a breeze in the blistering air,Never a place where a fellow can runOut ...
You have helped hold me together. I'd like you to be still. Stop talking or doing anything else for a ...
Not like summer hot humidity a coolness of spring light on the air Yet the sounds, the motion the waking ...
The heat wrapped me hung heavy on my shoulders, my chest like a wet wool coat thrown on the hot ...
I was sitting there in the traffic, waiting for the light the heat and humidity building in the van, one ...
Here on the slopes of hills, facing the dusk and the cannon of time Close to the gardens of broken ...
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