#160026 - 01/12/08 11:46 AM
Pablo Neruda
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Love, from seed to seed, from planet to planet,
the wind with its net through the darkening nations,
war with its bloody shoes,
or even the day, with a thorny night.
Wherever we went, islands or bridges or flags,
there were the violins of the fleeting autumn,
bullet-laced;
happiness echoing at the rim of the wineglass;
sorrow detaining us, with its lessons of tears.
Through all those republics the wind whipped ---
its arrogant pavillions, its glacial hair;
it would return the flowers, later, to their work.
But no withering autumn ever touched us.
In our stable place a love sprouted, grew:
as rightfully empowered as the dew.
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#160027 - 01/12/08 11:54 AM
Re: Pablo Neruda
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LXX
Maybe-- though I do not bleed---I am wounded,
walking
along one of the rays of your life.
In the middle of the jungle the water stops me,
the rain that falls with its sky.
Then I touch the heart that fell, raining:
there I know it was your eyes
that pierced me, into my grief's vast hinterlands.
And only a shadow's whisper appears,
Who is it? Who is it?, but it has no name,
the leaf or dark water that patters
in the middle of the jungle, deaf along the paths:
so, my love, I knew that I was wounded,
and no one spoke there except the shadows,
the wandering night, the kiss of the rain.
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#160029 - 01/12/08 12:04 PM
Re: Pablo Neruda
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XLV
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because ---
because --- I don't know how to say it:
a day is long
and I will be waiting for you,
as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.
Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run
together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.
Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,
because in that moment you'll have gone so far
I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back?
Will you leave me here, dying?
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