- My struggle is harsh and I come back
- with eyes tired
- at times from having seen
- the unchanging earth,
- but when your laughter enters
- it rises to the sky seeking me
- and it opens for me all
- the doors of life.
PABLO NERUDA, "Your Laughter"
- Newly wakened, I recognized
- the day -- it was yesterday,
- it was yesterday with another name,
- it was a friend I knew to be lost
- who came back to surprise me.
PABLO NERUDA, "The Long Day Called Thursday", Selected Poems
- Let us pounce
- upon this red prey,
- let us tear life
- that passes throbbing
- and lift together
- our wild flight.
PABLO NERUDA, "The Condor"
- Our love is a harsh cord
- that binds us wounding us
- and if we want
- to leave our wound,
- to separate,
- it makes a new knot for us and condemns us
- to drain our blood and burn together.
PABLO NERUDA, "The Furies"
- then downward
- tumbles yesterday
- as in a well
- fall's yesterday's water,
- into the cistern
PABLO NERUDA, "Past", Selected Poems
- Between lips and lips there are cities
- of great ash and moist summit,
- drops of when and how, vague
- comings and goings:
- between lips and lips as along a shore
- of sand and glass the wind passes.
PABLU NERUDA, "Pact (Sonata)", Selected Poems
To survive myself I forged you like a weapon,
like an arrow in my bow, a stone in my sling.
But the hour of vengeance falls, and I love you.
PABLO NERUDA, "Body of a Woman", Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair
At night I dream that you and I are two plants
that grew together, roots entwined,
and that you know the earth and the rain like my mouth,
since we are made of earth and rain
PABLO NERUDA, Regalo de un Poeta
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