Canto XII from The Heights of Macchu Picchu (Pablo Neruda Poems)
Arise to birth with me, my brother.Give me your hand out of the depthssown by your sorrows.You will not return ...
Arise to birth with me, my brother.Give me your hand out of the depthssown by your sorrows.You will not return ...
Rise up to be born with me, brother.Give me your hand from the deepZone seeded by your sorrow.You won't return ...
Nasal intonations of lightand clicking tongues * * *publicity of windowsstoning me with pent-up cries * * *smells of abattoirs ...
It is a world of space and fritters, Somehow with us all day long; A world - mad - of ...
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound ...
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