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4.03 AVERAGE
4.03 AVERAGE
medium-paced
Neruda could have just written these and he would still be an accomplished poet rivaled only by fellow masters of the craft, and that was from before he had a career. Though that might be my bad memory, my edition always included the 100 Sonnets and those add quite a lot to the reading as well...
emotional
reflective
slow-paced
god, how hard it is sometimes to separate the art from its authors.
have to admit that i was simultaneously charmed by this volume of poetry and yet the metaphorical objectification of women in this collection made me quite uneasy, which is why i buried myself in the internet and having discovered that neruda was a rapist, i removed my rating. beautiful words cannot replace the justice his victim never received.
have to admit that i was simultaneously charmed by this volume of poetry and yet the metaphorical objectification of women in this collection made me quite uneasy, which is why i buried myself in the internet and having discovered that neruda was a rapist, i removed my rating. beautiful words cannot replace the justice his victim never received.
emotional
inspiring
reflective
sad
fast-paced
hopeful
fast-paced
3.5/5
Favorite excerpts -
Body of my woman, I will persist in your grace.
My thirst, my boundless desire, my shifting road!
Dark river-beds where the eternal thirst flows
and weariness follows, and the infinite ache.
Longing that sliced my breast into pieces,
it is time to take another road, on which she does not smile.
In you is the illusion of each day.
I want
to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose.
I love what I do not have. You are so far.
My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights.
But night comes and starts to sing to me.
The moon turns its clockwork dream.
The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
And as I love you, the pines in the wind
want to sing your name with their leaves of wire
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long
Favorite excerpts -
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Body of my woman, I will persist in your grace.
My thirst, my boundless desire, my shifting road!
Dark river-beds where the eternal thirst flows
and weariness follows, and the infinite ache.
Longing that sliced my breast into pieces,
it is time to take another road, on which she does not smile.
In you is the illusion of each day.
I want
to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose.
I love what I do not have. You are so far.
My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights.
But night comes and starts to sing to me.
The moon turns its clockwork dream.
The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
And as I love you, the pines in the wind
want to sing your name with their leaves of wire
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long
emotional
reflective
sad
fast-paced
emotional
informative
inspiring
reflective
fast-paced
reflective
fast-paced