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Ode to Neruda

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I was hanging around the house when I saw a hardbound book of Pablo Neruda poems. I can't remember buying a hardbound copy; I only have the Il Postino poems. I smiled; I didn't know that my brother liked Neruda. Aha!

So, I was reading the poems and then there's this ache in my heart, no I am not sad, the words are just delicious and it helps me to immerse myself in another world.

Then, I pulled out a CD of Il Postino and I have a Neruda poetry reading morning. A Perfect Sunday Morning!

Some clips from Neruda:

Poetry
And it was at this age...Poetry arrived in search of me, I don't know where it came from, from winter or a river,
I don't know how or when, no they were not voices; they were not words, nor silence…

I like you to be still
As all things are filled with my soul
You emerge from the things
Filled with my soul,
You are like my soul
A butterfly of dream
And you are like the word: Melancholy...

One word then, One smile is enough
And I'm happy;
Happy that it's not true...

Walking around
Still it would be marvelous
To terrify a clerk with a cut lily,
Or kill a nun with a blow on the ear,

If you forget me
If suddenly
You forget me
Do not look for me,
For I shall already have forgotten you

A promise of forever
I'll hold your hand
Until you let go of my hand to hold someone else's

I will keep you safe from your past,
For as long as you'll allow me to.

I will be your strength,
For as long as my strength will allow me.

I will make you smile,
Even if my heart's being crushed

I will dry your tears,
Because I'll drown my heat if I don't.

AMEN!

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