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Look around—there's only one thing of danger for you here—poetry.
Pablo Neruda
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Pablo Neruda
Age: 69 †
Born: 1904
Born: July 12
Died: 1973
Died: September 23
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Autobiographer
Diplomat
Lyricist
Poet
Politician
Senator Of Chile
Nieh-lu-ta
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Nieluda
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I want to see thirst In the syllables, Tough fire In the sound Feel through the dark For the scream.
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Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.
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O merry, merry, merry, like only dogs know how to be happy and nothing more, with an absolute shameless nature.
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I should like to sleep like a cat, with all the fur of time, with a tongue rough as flint, with the dry sex of fire and after speaking to no one, stretch myself over the world, over roofs and landscapes, with a passionate desire to hunt the rats in my dreams.
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Love is the mystery of water and a star.
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Laughter is the language of the soul.
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I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window.
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Will our life not be a tunnel between two vague clarities? Or will it not be a clarity between two dark triangles?
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For now I ask no more Than the justice of eating.
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Give me your hand out of the depths sown by your sorrows.
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Love is a war of lightning, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.
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What did the tree learn from the earth to be able to talk with the sky?
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Sometimes a piece of sun burned like a coin in my hand.
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In this part of the story I am the one who dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you, because I love you, Love, in fire and in blood.
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I am a book of snow, a spacious hand, an open meadow, a circle that waits, I belong to the earth and its winter.
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I will bring you flowers from the mountains, bluebells, dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses. I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
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Then Scale by scale, We strip off The delicacy And eat The peaceful mush Of its green heart.
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The morning is full of storm in the heart of summer. The clouds travel like white handkerchiefs of goodbye, the wind, travelling, waving them in its hands. The numberless heart of the wind beating above our loving silence. Orchestral and divine, resounding among the trees like a language full of wars and songs.
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I built up these lumber piles of love, and with fourteen boards each I built little houses, so that your eyes, which I adore and sing to, might live in them. Now that I have declared the foundations of my love, I surrender this century to you: wooden sonnets that rise only because you gave them life.
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O happy childhood! blessed youth! But once we know thy potent power But once we live all careless free No cross to mar our love-lit bower.
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