Ode To Broken Things (Pablo Neruda Poems)
Things get broken at home like they were pushed by an invisible, deliberate smasher. It's not my hands or yours It wasn't the girls with their hard ...
Things get broken at home like they were pushed by an invisible, deliberate smasher. It's not my hands or yours It wasn't the girls with their hard ...
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.I ...
March days return with their covert light,and huge fish swim through the sky,vague earthly vapours progress in secret,things slip to ...
Onion, luminous flask, your beauty formed petal by petal, crystal scales expanded you and in the secrecy of the dark ...
From blossoms released by the moonlight, from an aroma of exasperated love, steeped in fragrance, yellowness drifted from the lemon ...
From bristly foliage you fell complete, polished wood, gleaming mahogany, as perfect as a violin newly born of the treetops, ...
I do not love you as if you were a salt rose, or topaz or the arrow of carnations the ...
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots ...
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