Tonight I Can Write (The Saddest Lines) (Pablo Neruda Poems)
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.Write, for example, 'The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver ...
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.Write, for example, 'The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver ...
The memory of you emerges from the night around me.The river mingles its stubborn lament with the sea.Deserted like the ...
The gay young men and the love-sick girls,and the abandoned widows suffering in sleepless delirium,and the young pregnant wives of ...
There are lone cemeteries,tombs full of soundless bones,the heart threading a tunnel,a dark, dark tunnel :like a wreck we die ...
I like you calm, as if you were absent,and you hear me far-off, and my voice does not touch you.It ...
Every morning you wait,clothes, over a chair,to fill yourself withmy vanity, my love,my hope, my body.Barelyrisen from sleep,I relinquish the ...
And it was at that age… Poetry arrivedin search of me. I don't know, I don't know whereit came from, ...
Here I love you.In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself.The moon glows like phosphorous on the vagrant waters.Days, all ...
Love, a questionhas destroyed you.I have come back to youfrom thorny uncertainty.I want you straight asthe sword or the road.But ...
My eyes went away from meFollowing a dark girl who went by.She was made of black motherofpearlMade of darkpurple grapes,And ...
I remember you as you were in the last autumn.You were the grey beret and the still heart.In your eyes ...
In my sky at twilight you are like a cloudand your form and colour are the way I love them.You ...
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.I ...
I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars, and the ...
Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example, 'The night is starry and the stars are blue and ...
The memory of you emerges from the night around me. The river mingles its stubborn lament with the sea. Deserted ...
Day-colored wine, night-colored wine, wine with purple feet or wine with topaz blood, wine, starry child of earth, wine, smooth ...
The light wraps you in its mortal flame. Abstracted pale mourner, standing that way against the old propellers of the ...
There are cemeteries that are lonely, graves full of bones that do not make a sound, the heart moving through ...
The young maricones and the horny muchachas, The big fat widows delirious from insomnia, The young wives thirty hours' pregnant, ...
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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