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By Pablo Neruda From the window I saw the horses. I was in Berlin, in winter. The light had no light, the sky had no heaven. The air was white like wet bread. And from my window a vacant arena, bitten by the teeth of winter. Suddenly driven out by a man, ten horses surged through the mist. Like waves of fire, they flared … Read More Featured Poem: Horses
By Pablo Neruda And why is the sun such a bad companion to the traveler in the desert? And why is the sun so congenial in the hospital garden? Are they birds or fish in these nets of moonlight? Was it where they lost me that I finally found myself?
by Pablo Neruda And because love battles not only in its burning agricultures but also in the mouth of men and women, I will finish off by taking the path away to those who between my chest and your fragrance want to interpose their obscure plant. About me, nothing worse they will tell you, my love, than what I told you. I lived in … Read More Featured Poem: And Because Love Battles
By Pablo Neruda 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 … Read More Featured Poem: Don’t Go Far Off
By Pablo Neruda I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little … Read More Featured Poem: If You Forget Me