Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Epithalamium
Do you remember whenin winterwe reached the island?The sea raised toward usa crown of cold.On the walls the climbing vinesmurmured lettingdark leaves..
© Pablo Neruda
Poor Creatures
What it takes on this planet,to make love to each other in peace.Everyone pries under your sheets,everyone interferes with your loving.They say..
© Pablo Neruda
Sonnet Xiii:The Light That Rises From Your Feet To Your Hair
The light that rises from your feet to your hair,the strength enfolding your delicate form,are not mother of pearl, not chilly silver:you are made of..
© Pablo Neruda
Waltz
I touch hatred like a covered breast;I without stopping go from garment to garment,sleeping at a distance.I am not, I'm of no use, I do not..
© Pablo Neruda
The House Of Odes
Writingtheseodesin thisyear nineteenhundred andfifty-five,readying and tuningmy demanding, murmuring lyre,I know who I amand where my song is going.I..
© Pablo Neruda
Sonnet Ix: There Where The Waves Shatter
There where the waves shatter on the restless rocksthe clear light bursts and enacts its rose,and the sea-circle shrinks to a cluster of buds,to one..
© Pablo Neruda
Potter
Your whole body hasa fullness or a gentleness destined for me.When I move my hand upI find in each place a dovethat was seeking me, asif they had..
© Pablo Neruda
The Eighth Of September
This day, Today, was a brimming glass.This day, Today, was an immense wave.This day was all the Earth.This day, the storm-driven oceanlifted us up in..
© 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..
© Pablo Neruda
Song Of Despair
The memory of you emerges from the night around me.The river mingles its stubborn lament with the sea.Deserted like the wharves at dawn.It is the..
© Pablo Neruda
Walking Around (Original Spanish)
(Original Spanish; can someone provide the title?)Sucede que me canso de ser hombre.Sucede que entro en las sastrerías y en los cinesmarchito..
© Pablo Neruda
The United Fruit Co.
When the trumpet sounded, it wasall prepared on the earth,the Jehovah parcelled out the earthto Coca Cola, Inc., Anaconda,Ford Motors, and other..
© Pablo Neruda
The Tree Is Here, Still, In Pure Stone
The tree is here, still, in pure stone,in deep evidence, in solid beauty,layered, through a hundred million years.Agate, cornelian..
© Pablo Neruda
The Fickle One
My eyes went away from meFollowing a dark girl who went by.She was made of black motherofpearlMade of darkpurple grapes,And she lashed my bloodWith..
© Pablo Neruda
Sonnet Viii: If Your Eyes Were Not The Color Of The Moon
If your eyes were not the color of the moon,of a day full [here, interrupted by the baby waking - continued about 26hours later ]of a day full of..
© Pablo Neruda
Lone Gentleman
The gay young men and the love-sick girls,and the abandoned widows suffering in sleepless delirium,and the young pregnant wives of thirty hours,and..
© Pablo Neruda
Gautama Christ
The names of God and especially those of His representativeWho is called Jesus or Christ according to holy books andsomeone's mouthThese names have..
© Pablo Neruda
Oda Al Tomate
La callese llenó de tomates,mediodia,verano,la luzse parteen dosmitadesde tomate,correpor las callesel jugo.En diciembrese desatael tomate,invadelas..
© Pablo Neruda
Sonnet Lxxiii: Maybe You'Ll Remember
Maybe you'll remember that razor-faced manwho slipped out from the dark like a bladeand - before we realized - knew what was there:he saw the smoke..
© Pablo Neruda
The People
I recall that man and not two centurieshave passed since I saw him,he went neither by horse nor by carriage:purely on foothe outstrippeddistances,and..
© Pablo Neruda
From The Heights Of Maccho Picchu
Rise up to be born with me, brother.Give me your hand from the deepZone seeded by your sorrow.You won’t return from under the rocks.You won’t return..
© Pablo Neruda
Ode To Tomatoes
The streetfilled with tomatoesmidday,summer,light ishalvedlikeatomato,its juicerunsthrough the streets.In December,unabated,the tomatoinvadesthe..
© Pablo Neruda
Sonnet Lxxxi: 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 wheelsand joined to me..
© Pablo Neruda
Sonnet Xlii: 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..
© Pablo Neruda
Sonnet Xcv:Who Ever Desired Each Other As We Do
Who ever desired each other as we do? Let us lookfor the ancient ashes of hearts that burned,and let our kisses touch there, one by one,till the..
© Pablo Neruda