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 ...
Mara Mori brought mea pair of sockswhich she knitted herselfwith her sheepherder's hands,two socks as soft as rabbits.I slipped my ...
Three triangles of birds crossed Over the enormous ocean which extended In winter like a green beast. Everything just lay ...
March days return with their covert light,and huge fish swim through the sky,vague earthly vapours progress in secret,things slip to ...
The weary one, orphanof the masses, the self,the crushed one, the one made of concrete,the one without a country in ...
My dog has died. I buried him in the garden next to a rusted old machine. Some day I'll join ...
There are cemeteries that are lonely, graves full of bones that do not make a sound, the heart moving through ...
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