Literature & poetry

Pablo Neruda: Leave Me A Place Underground Pablo Neruda: Leave Me A Place Underground Leave me a place underground, a labyrinth, where I can go, when I wish to turn, without eyes, without touch, in the void, to dumb stone, or the finger of shadow. I know that you cannot, …

Pablo Neruda: The People Pablo Neruda: The People I recall that man and not two centuries have passed since I saw him, he went neither by horse nor by carriage: purely on foot he outstripped distances, and carried no sword or armour, only nets on his shoulder, axe or hammer …

Pablo Neruda: From The Heights Of Maccho Picchu Pablo Neruda: From The Heights Of Maccho Picchu Rise up to be born with me, brother. Give me your hand from the deep Zone seeded by your sorrow. You won’t return from under the rocks. You won’t return from your subterranean time. …

Pablo Neruda: Ode To Clothes Pablo Neruda: Ode To Clothes Every morning you wait, clothes, over a chair, to fill yourself with my vanity, my love, my hope, my body. Barely risen from sleep, I relinquish the water, enter your sleeves, my legs look for the hollows of your legs, …

Pablo Neruda: Rest With Your Dream Inside My Dream – Sonnet Lxxxi – Pablo Neruda: Rest With Your Dream Inside My Dream Already, you are mine. Rest with your dream inside my dream. Love, grief, labour, must sleep now. Night revolves on invisible wheels and joined to me you are …

Pablo Neruda: What Spain Was Like Pablo Neruda: What Spain Was Like Spain was a taut, dry drum-head Daily beating a dull thud Flatlands and eagle’s nest Silence lashed by the storm. How much, to the point of weeping, in my soul I love your hard soil, your poor bread, …

Pablo Neruda: I Hunt For A Sign Of You Pablo Neruda: I Hunt For A Sign Of You I hunt for a sign of you in all the others, In the rapid undulant river of women, Braids, shyly sinking eyes, Light step that slices, sailing through the foam. Suddenly I …

Pablo Neruda: Who Ever Desired Each Other As We Do Pablo Neruda: Who Ever Desired Each Other As We Do Who ever desired each other as we do? Let us look for the ancient ashes of hearts that burned, and let our kisses touch there, one by one, till the …

Pablo Neruda: La Muerta Pablo Neruda: La Muerta Original version Si de pronto no existes, si de pronto no vives, yo seguiré viviendo. No me atrevo, no me atrevo a escribirlo, si te mueres. Yo seguiré viviendo. Porque donde no tiene voz un hombre allí, mi voz. Donde los negros …