I Explain A Few Things (Pablo Neruda Poems)
You are going to ask: and where are the lilacs?and the poppy-petalled metaphysics?and the rain repeatedly spatteringits words and drilling ...
You are going to ask: and where are the lilacs?and the poppy-petalled metaphysics?and the rain repeatedly spatteringits words and drilling ...
There are lone cemeteries,tombs full of soundless bones,the heart threading a tunnel,a dark, dark tunnel :like a wreck we die ...
Lovely one,Just as on the cool stoneOf the spring, the waterOpens a wide flash of foam,So is the smile of ...
And it was at that age… Poetry arrivedin search of me. I don't know, I don't know whereit came from, ...
I touch hatred like a covered breast;I without stopping go from garment to garment,sleeping at a distance.I am not, I'm ...
Oh yes I knew him, I spent years with him,with his golden and stony substance,he was a man who was ...
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.Bread does not nourish me, dawn ...
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 ...
It so happens I am sick of being a man. And it happens that I walk into tailorshops and movie ...
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