Pablo Neruda
Pablo Neruda
Pablo Nerudawas the pen name and, later, legal name of the Chilean poet-diplomat and politician Ricardo Eliécer Neftalí Reyes Basoalto. He derived his pen name from the Czech poet Jan Neruda. Neruda won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1971...
NationalityChilean
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth12 July 1904
CityParral, Chile
CountryChile
emotional order political
Political poetry is more profoundly emotional than any other-at least as much as love poetry-and cannot be forced because then it becomes vulgar and unacceptable. It is necessary first to pan though all other poetry in order to become a political poet.
dog pet spirit
Joyful, joyful, joyful, as only dogs know how to be happy with only the autonomy of their shameless spirit.
stars writing remembers-you
Who writes your name in letters of smoke among the stars of the south? Oh let me remember you as you were before you existed.
voyages tall taciturn
Like them you are tall and taciturn, and you are sad, all at once, like a voyage.
hands touching earth
What can I say without touching the earth with my hands?
dark two tunnels
Will our life not be a tunnel between two vague clarities? Or will it not be a clarity between two dark triangles?
passion soul sorrow
Bitter love, a violet with it's crown of thorns in a thicet of spiky passions, spear of sorrow, corolla of rage: how did you come to conquer my soul? What brought you?
hate blood water
Hate is like a swordfish, working through water invisibly and then you see it coming with blood along its blade, but transparency disarms it.
names long forgive-me
De pronto no puedo decirte lo que yo te debo decir, hombre,perdóname; sabrás que aunque no escuches mis palabras no me eché a llorar ni a dormir y que contigo estoy sin verte desde hace tiempo y hasta el fin. I can't just suddenly tell you what I should be telling you, friend, forgive me; you know that although you don't hear my words, I wasn't asleep or in tears, that I am with you without seeing you for a good long time and until the end.
yesterday-is-gone doubt today
Today is today, and yesterday is gone. There is no doubt.
affection boundaries feels
To feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know ... widens out the boundaries of our being, and unites all living things.
dirty fall eye
I stroll along serenely, with my eyes, my shoes, my rage, forgetting everything, I walk by, going through office buildings and orthopedic shops, and courtyards with washing hanging from the line: underwear, towels and shirts from which slow dirty tears are falling.
running waiting say-anything
You can say anything you want, yessir, but it's the words that sing, they soar and descend...I bow to them...I love them, I cling to them, I run them down, I bite into them, I melt them down...I love words so much...The unexpected ones...The ones I wait for greedily or stalk until, suddenly, they drop...
blow wind soul
And our problems will crumble apart, the soul / blow through like a wind, and here where we live will all be clean again, with fresh bread on the table.