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There's something lost when translated, from Spanish, It could be cadence or just the way words roll off the tongue compared to English. That said, Poem 19, that one will knock you on your ass, or at least, it did me.
I've read many quotes by Neruda, but never a whole work. His biography has always made him larger than life to me, mythical in a sense. I never wanted that myth to be challenged, fortunately, reading his work only made me admire him more.
It's not surprising that these poems were written as a young man, he really captures what human relationships feel like at that age, or at least, how they felt for me at that age. I'm increasingly more enamored with people who state how they feel in the most vulnerable of ways, ways we shy away from for fear of others seeing that vulnerability as weakness. There's an honesty to work like Neruda's, I hope to experience more work like his.
I've read many quotes by Neruda, but never a whole work. His biography has always made him larger than life to me, mythical in a sense. I never wanted that myth to be challenged, fortunately, reading his work only made me admire him more.
It's not surprising that these poems were written as a young man, he really captures what human relationships feel like at that age, or at least, how they felt for me at that age. I'm increasingly more enamored with people who state how they feel in the most vulnerable of ways, ways we shy away from for fear of others seeing that vulnerability as weakness. There's an honesty to work like Neruda's, I hope to experience more work like his.
dark
emotional
reflective
sad
fast-paced
Pablo Neruda was admittedly my entryway to poetry when we read some of his works in high school, but I have fully outgrown him now. Nice to have revisited, nonetheless.
emotional
inspiring
reflective
sad
slow-paced
Felt like a very quotable set, but unfortunately I still do not know much about poetry or how we are supposed to consume it.
emotional
reflective
relaxing
sad
slow-paced
emotional
inspiring
fast-paced
fast-paced
While Neruda is a troubled character to the say the least, I really do like this poetry collection. Some of the individual lines and standout poems are undeniably beautiful in their language and expression.
'Body of a Woman'; 'Vastness of Pines'; 'Leaning into the Afternoons'; 'White Bee'; 'In My Sky at Twilight'; and 'Tonight I Can Write' stand out the most to me. To me, 'Tonight I Can Write' is the real song of despair, though. It captures the loss of a young love, both the lament and the pride (his bruised ego insisting he is no longer in love) in an honest, timeless way that makes it iconic.
Like many have pointed out it is purely a young male fantasy (I mean, the guy was 19 at the time this was published). Tbh I feel that the feminist interpretations of this collection only enrich it more and make the poems more interesting to engage with.
'Body of a Woman'; 'Vastness of Pines'; 'Leaning into the Afternoons'; 'White Bee'; 'In My Sky at Twilight'; and 'Tonight I Can Write' stand out the most to me. To me, 'Tonight I Can Write' is the real song of despair, though. It captures the loss of a young love, both the lament and the pride (his bruised ego insisting he is no longer in love) in an honest, timeless way that makes it iconic.
Like many have pointed out it is purely a young male fantasy (I mean, the guy was 19 at the time this was published). Tbh I feel that the feminist interpretations of this collection only enrich it more and make the poems more interesting to engage with.