Pablo Neruda (July 12, 1904 – September 23, 1973) was the pen name and, later, legal name of the Chilean poet, diplomat and politician Neftalí Ricardo Reyes Basoalto.
“I want To do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.” — Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair
I swear to god Pablo Neruda has a poem for every situation about love in my life
Something about seashells attracts poets ... Pablo Neruda kept a collection of them, as did William Wordsworth, C.P. Cavafy, and Walt Whitman; all wrote about the wonders of malacology. The French symbolist poet Paul Valéry (1871-1945) joins their number with this short yet graceful essay on these "privileged objects" that "present us with a strange union of ideas: order and fantasy, invention and necessity, law and exception." At turns he likens the forms of poetry to those of shells and the shell itself to poor Yorick's skull, which set Hamlet to wondering about matters of life and death. The noted American poet Mary Oliver provides an introduction. Henri Mondor's pencil illustrations are an added pleasure. --Gregory McNamee
Finally! A glass of Cupcake Chardonnay and a chance to read Cunningham's, "The Hours." Life is good. A library of signed first editions and I just look at them. What a waste. I can't even begin say what work I loved the most. Sara Teasdale,Robert Frost, Carl Sandburg, WBYeats, etc. it goes on and on. If you have a query ask me. I have no Pablo Neruda unfortunately. Stephen King, Michael Connely, Dan Simmons, no Ayn Rand.I hope you understand, Life is short live your dream.
Read some of Pablo Neruda's work and he makes me cringe, so I'm not exactly thrilled when I see people posting love-related quotes by him.
Happy Valentine's Day! Here is my Valentine for you. One of my favorite kinds of love is sock love. It's why I give all my Recognize International Academy kids SOCKS for Christmas. It's a warm kind of love. In this cold week, it is appropriate we read a Valentine ODE TO MY SOCKS by Pablo Neruda. Ode to My Socks Mara Mori brought me a pair of socks which she knitted herself with her sheepherder's hands, two socks as soft as rabbits. I slipped my feet into them as if they were two cases knitted with threads of twilight and goatskin, Violent socks, my feet were two fish made of wool, two long sharks sea blue, shot through by one golden thread, two immense blackbirds, two cannons, my feet were honored in this way by these heavenly socks. They were so handsome for the first time my feet seemed to me unacceptable like two decrepit firemen, firemen unworthy of that woven fire, of those glowing socks. Nevertheless, I resisted the sharp temptation to save them somewhere as schoolboys keep fireflies, as learned men ...
Friday and I'm grateful for: A sense of humor - a saving grace in the toughest times. If I can still laugh, then it's all good. Discovering the writings of Pablo Neruda, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Anais Nin and Nikki Giovanni in the dusty aisles of the old Cody's books on Telegraph. I fell in love with the beauty and lyricism of their words. Wisdom of moms - Nanay and all the extraordinary women around me who hold it down for their families A teachable mind and heart - living and learning all the time
Most recent customer didn't know the quote and said they grew up in Latin America. We then discussed the authors they read growing up - Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Pablo Neruda, Jorge Luis Borges and Tolstoy.
I just really like Pablo Neruda and if that just confirms that I am the exact female version of Ted Mosby that's fine.
Looking through Hamp Life at the different book groups and offerings is pretty depressing for someone committed and curious about global literature and diverse voices. And endless stream of white authors and a world of white rice, mayo, and Wonderbread. I wonder about some people: dont you ever want to get out of your comfort zone and try someone like Toni Morrison or Haruki Murakami or Pablo Neruda, or Hannan Al Shaykh ( a fine Lebanese writer)? Or to be fair, maybe you have no idea such writers exist because your high school ENglish departments And your college English classes focues on "the classics" ( read the "canon" of exclusively 999 percent white authors ( some of whom are admittedly fabulous) yet all are American with a sprinkling of European countries, mainly England, France, England, Germany, England, Russia, England, Italy, England, and Greece. And we cant really call these readers Eurocentrists because about half of Europe- all of Scandanavia ( possible exception of occasional Ibsen) and all ...
Foreign Film Night (Italian): "The Postman" ("Il Postino"), 1994/1995 Director: Michael Radford Date and Time: Thursday, January 23, 2014, at 6:30 pm Location: The Prendergast Library, Jamestown, NY Presenter: Michele L. Gerring, Ph.D. (ABD), French In this Academy Award-winning biographical and romantic comedy, the renowned Chilean poet, Pablo Neruda (Philippe Noiret), celebrated worldwide for his romantic poetry, helps a passionate but shy Italian mailman, Mario (Marco) Ruoppolo (Massimo Troisi), woo the woman of his dreams, Beatrice Russo (Maria Grazia Cucinotta), by reciting his love poems to her. When Pablo Neruda and his wife, Matilde (Anna Bonaiuto), leave the Italian fishing village where they meet Mario, for their native Chile, due to a change in their political status, Mario must deal with his memories associated with Neruda's stay in Italy, as well as negotiate his own relationship with love, poetry, and nature. In "The Postman," the scenic views in Italy inspire Neruda's poetry, and Neruda's p ...
Ok...reading check in time...I closed out 2013 by reading Louise Erdrich's "A Plague of Doves" very good story telling set in small town North Dakota...I also read Junot Diaz "This Is How You Lose Her". I like him more and more with each book of his I read. I also finished "You Deserve Nothing" by Alexander Maksik a very well written, albeit disturbing story about a teacher at an international school in Paris. December also found me finishing Richard Rohr's "Breathing Under Water" a spiritual examination of the twelve step program. Finally I am still winding my way through the collected works if Walt Whitman. I've been at uncle Walt for a while and I am invoking the words of Gordon Lisch "...for God's sake, read slow and writer slower still..." I am starting 2014 with one of the biographies written about Chilean poet/author Pablo Neruda. For all Neruda fans, I highly recommend "Neruda" by Volodia Teitelboim...Happy New Year, everyone!
"Compassion, to fashion, to passion when it's new To Sontag, to Sondheim, to anything taboo Ginsberg, Dylan, Cunningham and Cage Lenny Bruce, Langston Hughes, to the stage To Uta, to Buddha, Pablo Neruda, too"
A group of high schoolers used the office suite next door to practice drums and guitar yesterday, on my way out going home. They seem a bright, dedicated, hopeful group of young people. I'm listening to "Derezzed" by Daft Punk, and have a poetry book by Pablo Neruda, in its original Spanish, as a Christmas gift for my brother, arriving today from San Francisco. Merry Christmas, everyone!
Chant to Bolivar Our Father thou art in Heaven, in water, in air in all our silent and broad latitude everything bears your name, Father in our dwelling: your name raises sweetness in sugar cane Bolivar tin has a Bolivar gleam the Bolívar bird flies over the Bolivar volcano the potato, the saltpeter, the special shadows, the brooks, the phosphorous stone veins everything comes from your extinguished life your legacy was rivers, plains, bell towers your legacy is our daily bread, oh Father. - Pablo Neruda
Finally answering the prompt on 10 books that stayed with me in some way. 1. Little House on the Prairie series, by Laura Ingalls. Read it in first grade. After growing up on fairytales, Laura Ingalls was the first female heroine who was strong, spunky and brave. 2. Love Sonnets of Pablo Neruda. Sweeps me off my feet each time. 3. Letters to a young Poet, by Rainier Maria Rilke. Good advice on writing...and loving. 4. Pilgrim at Tinker Creek, by Annie Dillard. Breathtaking prose. 5. Sandman Series, Neil Gaiman. Amazing. 6. Myth of the Cave, excerpt from Plato. Made me shift to Philosophy. 7. The Joy Diet, Martha Beck. Life changing. Yam Roxas Dela Cruz, you should read this! 8. Making Faces, Kevin Aucoin. Taught me basics of makeup. 9. Coplestone's History of Philosophy. Well written series and totally opened my mind on how to see things in different ways. 10. Calvin and Hobbes series. Funny, poignant, and often wise.
“We the mortals touch the metals, the wind, the ocean shores, the stones... knowing they will go on, inert or burning... and I was discovering, naming all these things: it was my destiny to Love and then say goodbye.” - Pablo Neruda
I was reading Pablo Neruda and playing Estoof's classical guitar in Niole's room sipping beer and visiting JuJu.
Welcome to Lit Citizen Thursday! Today's guest poster is former contributor Denise Rodriguez. Read about which writers, in their "intense passion," help shape her into the poet she is today: People are often surprised when I tell them that the origins of much of my poetic inspiration are Sandra Cisneros, Pablo Neruda, and Charles Bukowski. Each of these poets came to me at different times in my young adult life, but they are still poets I revisit often. I never thought it was strange that these very different voices all spoke to me. To me they spoke the same, not content wise, but with intense passion. I remember waking up in the middle of the night feeling an emptiness or sense of desperation and flipping through pages of poetry. I would read until I felt quenched then languidly fall back to sleep. I am grateful for those early experiences when their souls spoke to mine by lamplight. They taught me that the human experience is truly universal and showed me how it could be shaped into words. Bio: Denise R ...
“so I wait for you like a lonely house till you will see me again and live in me. Till then my windows ache.” — Pablo Neruda - for
*Sophocles, Oedipus the King *Toni Morrison, Beloved *Henrik Ibsen, A Doll's House **Anything Edgar Allan Poe but I favor "Tell Tale Heart" *Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights ***Pablo Neruda (all Poems) such as I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair... But only when read in Spanish *Laura Esquivel, Como Agua Para Chocolate (like water for chocolate) **Isabel Allende, La Casa de Los Espiritus **"The Glass Manegerie"... It escapes me who wrote that play at the moment. -And cliche but truly remarkably written: ***Shakespeare, "Romeo and Juliette" Some of my faves.. Which one are yours?
Faiz Ahmed Faiz (1911-1984),a communist,marxist revolutionary poet was one of the leading poets of Pakistan. Listed four times for the Nobel Prize of Poetry,but refused by the nobility of the noblest, he was often compared to his friend Pablo Neruda, revolutionary poet and Nobel Prize winner, of Chile. Of Faiz’s multifaceted personality, which led him to become, amongst other things, an activist for proletariat rights and their liberty from oppression of elite, a famous journalist and editor of literary magazines, a trade unionist, it is his poetry which will, no doubt, best survive the test of time. Apart from inventing the modern Urdu love poem, Faiz revolutionized the classical form of Urdu poetry, the Ghazal, giving it a powerful socio-political resonance. He used ancient forms of poetry, such as the Qawwali and the Geet, to convey his message of humanism without reference to caste, colour or creed. Faiz, a Marxist, was born in Sialkot in India in 1911, He joined the newly formed Progressive Writer ...
White Bee, You buzz in my soul, drunk with honey,. And your flight winds in slow spirals of smoke. ~Pablo Neruda
Love is a journey with water and stars; love is a clash of lightnings, two bodies subdued by one honey. -Pablo Neruda
This film and its accompanying soundtrack are perfect. Il Postino for me is a close 2nd and with the poetry of Pablo Neruda
I am thankful for Pablo Neruda, Stephen Fry, Tom Waits, Richard Feynman, and Kurt Vonnegut, not to mention Southbank, Amsterdam, and beach bars in Warnemunde. It would also be wrong to leave out Lucky Strikes, Laphroaig, epic sex, frozen pizzas, bookstores, dinosaur bones, heavy pours, Ben and Jerry's, atheism, open highways, broken Oyster card readers, yellowed pages, considerate drug dealers, "mates rates", Zippos, hallucinogenic discourse, Skype, sushi, Daniel Burnham, chinchillas, the ability to fall in love more than once, and dishwashers. Enjoy the tryptophan. x
“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.” . ― Pablo Neruda
You are like nobody since I love you- pablo neruda
To My Husband: Sam Harvey ( I know I suggested a pedicure but, I will look at the bright side) I love your feet Only because they walked upon the earth and upon the wind and upon the waters, until they found me. *Pablo Neruda-your feet-*
says, ayo, why can I only find this *** Pablo Neruda poem in Italian. Google translate *** 9 days, bruh.
"We need to sit on the rim Of the well of darkness And fish for fallen light With patience." 2/2 - Pablo Neruda
Laughter is the language of the soul. ~ Pablo Neruda
cari info deh ttg buku judulnya '100 love sonnets' by pablo neruda. I know you'll love it. Goodnight anns!
Love. how many roads up to a kiss. what loneliness wandering to your company! Pablo Neruda
I've read a few poems of Pablo Neruda. He definitely has a way with words.
For those who think they know what love is: Read Ahmad Ghazzali, Pablo Neruda, Nazir Qabbani and Hafez.
“One breathes . the change. of borders,. from humidity to wind,. from wind to roots.”. - Pablo Neruda
“Poetry is an act of peace. Peace goes into the making of a poet as flour goes into the making of bread.” Pablo Neruda
“The books that help you most are those which make you think that most. The hardest way of learning is that of easy reading.” – Pablo Neruda
I blame these poems by Pablo Neruda for my sleepless nights.
this is pablo neruda's poem.. am I right?
My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose. I love what I… – Reading Love Poems by Pablo Neruda & Donald D. Walsh —
Sonnet XVII by Pablo Neruda - I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of...
One Hundred Love Sonnets: XVII By Pablo Neruda - I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz, ...
“Absence is a house so vast that inside you will pass through its walls and hang pictures on the air” - Pablo Neruda
Pablo Neruda's line about death going through the world disguised as a broom seems more and more wonderful the more I read it.
Visiting Pablo Neruda's modest home in Santiago - La Chascona - was one of the highlights of the city. Let...
"Poetry arrived in search of me." -- Pablo Neruda. Today poetry arrived in search of me, but of course I've been stalking it for ages.
I am familiar with the works of Pablo Neruda.
I found an old file a reading of Pablo Neruda's "Tonight I Can Write the Saddest Lines" on my ipod. . can't find who read it though T_T
“It’s difficult. to. be autumn,. easy to be spring.”. - Pablo Neruda
“I love you without knowing how or when or from where. . I love you straightfowardly, without complexities or pride:" Pablo Neruda
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. Pablo Neruda
no one else will travel through the shadow with me , only you , evergreen , ever sun , ever moon. - "Sonnet LXXXI" by Pablo Neruda
I felt a pat on the face to get to the heart. Pablo Neruda
"As if you were on fire from within The moon lives in the lining of your skin." - Pablo Neruda (via...
"Give me silence, water, hope. Give me struggle, iron, volcanoes." - Pablo Neruda
You are my replica of the multiplying universe. -Pablo Neruda
“I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.” Pablo Neruda
"My feet will want to walk to where you are sleeping, but I shall go on living." -Pablo Neruda
I considered getting Pablo Neruda's XVII sonnet somewhere on my body. . .
"Love is so short, Forgetting is so long". :: Pablo Neruda ::
"Then love knew it was called love. And when I lifted my eyes to your name, suddenly your heart showed me my way." - Pablo Neruda
As part of a community writing assignment, I am supposed to reveal 9 things about myself that most of my friends won't know: 1) At age 5 in kindergarten, I memorized R.L. Stevenson's poem "Foreign Children". I thought it was elitist bunk, though I didn't know those terms at the time. 2) At age 6, I sailed across the Pacific on a Navy transport ship, crossed the International Date Line and got to meet King Neptune and his first mate Davey Jones. 3) At age 7, I knew about 30 phrases in Tagalog, had eaten a baluut, knew two Filipino folksongs, and could dance the tinikling. 4) As a Peace Corps Volunteer, I trained and certified over 100 young women in Standard First Aid. And I rewarded them all by giving disco dancing lessons afterward. 5) I took the First Place prize in the Anchorage Poetry Slam's Dead Poet competition four different times, appearing in costume and character as Pablo Neruda, Oscar Wilde, William Blake (channeled by Stevie Wonder), and Seamus Heaney. 6) I was introduced to Seamus Heaney ...
The family of the Nobel Prize-winning Chilean poet Pablo Neruda agrees to send his remains to a laboratory in the US…
Heard an interesting song fact today. If anyone is a fan of The Drifter's 'Save the Last Dance For Me', here is the fascinating origin to that song: The songwriting team of Doc Pomus and Mort Shuman wrote this song. In Lonely Avenue: The Unlikely Life & Times of Doc Pomus, Alex Halberstadt explains that one night, Pomus found a wedding invitation in a hatbox, and back came his most vivid memory from his wedding: watching his brother Raoul dance with his new wife while Doc, who had polio, sat in his wheelchair. Inspired, he stayed up all night writing the words to this song on the back of the invitation. Shuman had played him a soaring Latin melody that afternoon, and he wanted the words to sound like a poem translated into English - something along the lines of Pablo Neruda. By the second verse, a hint of jealousy and vulnerability creeps in with the lyrics, "If he asks if you're all alone, can he take you home, you must tell him no." Pomus ended his night of songwriting by writing down the words that wou ...
On this day in 1971, Chilean poet Pablo Neruda was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature
How i wish James Franco can read few stanzas from Pablo Neruda or Khalil Gibran before i could put myself off to bed.
William Shakespeare, Voltaire, Victor Hugo, Leonardo da Vinci, Langston Hughes, Michelangelo, Chekhov, Aeschylus, Beethoven, Mikhail Baryshnikov, Bruce Lee, Muhammad Ali, Charles Dickens, Tolstoy, Isaac Asimov, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Pablo Neruda, Martin Luther King Jr ... the list is endless of all the great men that didn't let societal boundaries dictate their existence. Real men possess psychological, emotional, and spiritual depths. It is bewildering to me how our society contradicts itself. Many of our most passionate, romantic, intense, & articulate artists of all time were male---and yet we live in a culture that sends out the message that men should not express emotions or feelings, or that men shouldn't be allowed to feel in fear it shows weakness or femininity.
Where's frantz fanon, where did they bury the soul of Steve Biko, can you please tell me where's Dr Dubois, Please my people have you an idea about the whereabout of federick douglas, maybe I lose the point but truelly I am looking for Malcom X and his master Elijah Muhammed. I'm losing my mind, can somebody tell me where can I find Sol Plaatjie or Dr kaunda, if you don't know then have you ever seen Wole Soyinka 'cause I need to have a word with him, Ok it's fine please look for Julias Nyerere or Sekou Toure before I dig up the grave of Patrice Lumumba. If people fail to tell me why can't I just look for Pablo Neruda or Tagore, write a love poem to God and tell him to realese Rumi before romance fade away, william shakespear is on the loose please catch him at the library, now I hope you all know where me and you can find the rest!
to let the wind grow within you as well. until the snow falls, until this day and all are one, the wind and the past, the cold falls finally we are alone, and finally we will be silent... - the Sea and the bells, Pablo Neruda
… My mouth is full of night and water. The abiding moon determines what I do not have. What I have is in the midst of the waves, a ray of water, a day for myself, an iron depth. … — Pablo Neruda
"But for each crime are born bullets that will one day seek out in you where the heart lies." - Pablo Neruda
".. Cold flower heads are raining over my heart. Oh pit of debris, fierce cave of the shipwrecked. In you the wars and the flights accumulated. From you the wings of the song birds rose. You swallowed everything, like distance. Like the sea, like time. In you everything sank!" ~Pablo Neruda
Pablo Neruda ... I think he just broke through the psychology of faith...
To borrow from Pablo Neruda, "Tonight I can write the saddest lines."
In one kiss, . you'll know all . I haven't said. 💋. -Pablo Neruda
Pablo Neruda is the most amazing poet. I hate poetry, and I could sit down and read his poems all day.
If I wake up crying it's only because in my dream I'm a lost child hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands. - Pablo Neruda
Si de pronto me olvidas, no me busques mas; que ya te habre olvidado... -pablo neruda
Rainy days are for love and warm hugs, so here I am... Pablo Neruda, tea & and my electric blanket.…
"Kalbi kırdıktan sonra gelen özür, doyduktan sonra sofraya gelen tuz gibidir. İhtiyaç kalmaz." Pablo Neruda "The apology after breaking his heart, is saturated, the salt from the table. Needed."
“Tomorrow we shall give them only a leaf from the tree of our love, a leaf that will fall upon the earth as if our lips had made it, like a kiss that falls from our invincible heights to show the fire and the tenderness of a true love.” — Pablo Neruda, closing lines to section 6 of “Ode and Burgeonings,” from The Captain’s Verses: The Love Poems (New Directions, 1952)
The smoke that roams, looking for a home will drift into me, choking my lost heart. - Pablo Neruda
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest, hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body, the sovereign nose of your arrogant face, I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes, and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight, hunting for you, for your hot heart, Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue. ― Pablo Neruda my J is in love :)
is beautiful. If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda. "You know how this is:. if I look at the crystal moon/ at...
If You Forget Me, poem by Pablo Neruda. Music : Samuel Barber, Adagio for Strings Just reciting : I want you to kn...
A Friendship Blessing May you be blessed with good friends. May you learn to be a good friend to yourself. May you be able to journey to that place in your soul where there is great love, warmth, feeling, and forgiveness. May this change you. May it transfigure that which is negative, distant, or cold in you. May you be brought in to the real passion, kinship, and affinity of belonging. May you treasure your friends. May you be good to them and may you be there for them; may they bring you all the blessing, challenges, truth, and light that you need for your journey. May you never be isolated. May you always be in the gentle nest of belonging with your anam ċara. The Anam Ċara In the Celtic tradition, there is a beautiful understanding of love and friendship. One of the fascinating ideas here is the idea of soul-love; the old Gaelic term for this is anam ċara. Anam is the Gaelic word for soul and ċara is the word for friend. So anam ċara in the Celtic world was the “soul friend.” In the early ...
Amo.gosto do novo...do desafio... do fora do habito...do inconsequente ..gosto de ler Pablo Neruda ...faz a gente sentir o gosto da vida !
he was and still is one of the most underrated poets, Pablo Neruda has some real great poetry!
"Tonight I can write the saddest lines." - Pablo Neruda
And now the time dedicated to my favorite poet Pablo Neruda .. this poem is called "Kiss"
"I want to fill my mouth with your name." - Pablo Neruda (via poetisch)
To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life. ~Pablo Neruda
chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close. Pablo Neruda
because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my . Pablo Neruda
I seriously read Pablo Neruda poems & listen to Whitney Houston when I wanna simp, lol.
"...and suddenly i saw the heavens unfastened and open." Pablo Neruda
"...the first faint line, faint without substance, pure nonsense, pure wisdom, of someone who knows nothing..." Pablo Neruda
"Something started in my soul, fever or forgotten wings, and i made my own way, deciphering that fire, and wrote..." Pablo Neruda
Pablo Neruda on a rather lazy Sunday morning. Reconciliation with self, and all the estranged emotions and memories. . *Peace mode on*
“and you ripple, when I touch you, like a river.” Pablo Neruda “Ode With A Lament”
Pablo Neruda works are equally good!
Pablo Neruda is quite right. Love is brief, forgetting takes so long. Good night
I love you because I know no other way.- Pablo Neruda
"I shall stay alive,. because above all things. you wanted me untamable". The Dead Woman.
If nothing saves us from death, at least love should save us from life. - Pablo Neruda
There are well over 100 poems carefully hand-painted on public walls throughout the city of Leiden, including works by Rimbaud, Shakespeare, Marina Tsvetaeva, e.e. cummings, Basho, Langston Hughes, Pablo Neruda, Sapho, Dylan Thomas, Derek Walcott, and William Butler Yeats.
Neruda: Selected Poems (English and Spanish Edition): In his long life as a poet, Pablo Neruda succeeded in be...
Pablo Neruda 1904–1973 COMPLIMENTS OF THE POETRY FOUNDATION Pablo Neruda “No writer of world renown is perhaps so little known to North Americans as Chilean poet Pablo Neruda,” observed New York Times Book Review critic Selden Rodman. Numerous critics have praised Neruda as the greatest poet writing in the Spanish language during his lifetime, although many readers in the United States have found it difficult to disassociate Neruda’s poetry from his fervent commitment to communism. An added difficulty lies in the fact that Neruda’s poetry is very hard to translate; his works available in English represent only a small portion of his total output. Nonetheless, declared John Leonard in the New York Times, Neruda “was, I think, one of the great ones, a Whitman of the South.” Born Ricardo Eliezer Neftali Reyes y Basoalto, Neruda adopted the pseudonym under which he would become famous while still in his early teens. He grew up in Temuco in the backwoods of southern Chile. Neruda’s literary dev ...
Reading Selected Poems, by Pablo Neruda: I raise my song to you
Pablo Neruda can write me a poem any day of the week.
I used to read poetry, some poems are really good. Langston Hughes, Maya Angelou, Pablo Neruda, Rudyard Kipling, Robert Frost etc. Powerful!
im gonna read some Pablo Neruda poems and go to sleep.
“I learned about life from life itself" -Pablo Neruda
2nd Grader Pablo Neruda working with two-word verbs.
Here's to hoping that I go to Chile soon and as soon as I arrive, Pablo Neruda will come back to life and fall deeply in love with me.
Today I went to a vineyard, the beach, and Pablo Neruda's house, and met some great people along the way!
Reading Selected Poems, by Pablo Neruda: Questions that insisted in the sand. Everything was empty, dead, mute, Fa...
“I like on the table, when we're speaking, the light of a bottle of intelligent wine.” Pablo Neruda, Chilean Poet.
Someone buy me a book full of poems by Robert Frost and Pablo Neruda. I would forever be happy.
Pablo Neruda: Happiness is inward, not outward, therefore, does not depend on what we have but what we are.
"There's a certain pleasure in madness, that only the mad know it."-Pablo Neruda
“There were thirst and hunger, and you were the fruit. There were grief and the ruins, and you were the miracle.” . ― Pablo Neruda
Oh god just read some Pablo Neruda on the radio. I just had an episode.
"I can tell you that I'm gonna do to you what the spring does with the cherry trees, but in a prison way. Pablo Neruda."
Only you and I,. Only you and I, my love,. Listen to it.” . ~Pablo Neruda
Photo: Pablo Neruda should’ve sidelined as an interior decorator
Photo: The perfect door at the Pablo Neruda house
"If suddenly . you forget me . do not look for me, . for I shall already have forgotten you." - Pablo Neruda
What would you say if Pablo Neruda whizzed past you in a BMW convertible? - Poetry in Motion ;)
How did you come to conquer my soul? What brought you?” ― Pablo Neruda
No other one will travel the shadows with me, only you, eternal nature, eternal sun, eternal moon. Pablo Neruda
my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms, without leaving mine. ~Pablo Neruda
Check out Factory Las Rozas (C/ de Pablo Neruda, Las Rozas de Madrid) on
response to the Pablo Neruda bit in : "we interrupt this broadcast for an urgent sharing of poetry."
I need the sea because it teaches me. ~Pablo Neruda
Pablo Neruda!!! You are now 9x cooler in my eyes than you al... — Aw. Thank you! :3 If only I knew who you were.
I'll bet Pablo Neruda's taste in poetry beats yours...sure beats mine...
>"Off all fires love is the only inexhaustible one. ~Pablo Neruda"try not to play with this fire.:-)
"Eating alone is very bitter, but not eating is deep, is hollow, brings thorns." Pablo Neruda
“Let us forget with generosity those who cannot love us.” - Pablo Neruda via RT
Oh love, rose made wet by mermaids and foams, fire that dances and climbs up the invisible stairs and awakens the blood... Pablo Neruda
'And now you're mine', beautiful translation of Pablo Neruda's LXXXI sonnet , read by Andy García and Julia...
Your caresses enfold me, like climbing. Vines on melancholy walls. . —Pablo Neruda
Vina is a bit nicer so I would stay there. I'd eat chorrillana at J Cruz in Valparaiso, go to Pablo Neruda's house...
"Your soul is a bottle filled with thirsty salt." - Pablo Neruda
Slow night + Pablo Neruda. "It's a question of having lived so much that I want to live that much more."
“A great book that comes from a great thinker is a ship of thought, deep freighted with truth and beauty.” . ― Pablo Neruda
HEY FELLAS...Whisper this sexy Pablo Neruda poem in your ladies ear and then if you can, share what happened...
“I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.”. — Pablo Neruda
It is forbidden not to smile at problems, not fight for what you want, give it all for fear, not to realize your dreams. Pablo Neruda
Like a long absence, like a sudden bell,. the sea doles out the sound of the heart. - Barcarole by Pablo Neruda.
Is where space ends called death or infinity?. Pablo Neruda, The Book of Questions
(...) she who does not find grace in herself, dies slowly.” – Pablo Neruda
There was a time when the flowers were not stained with blood,the moon with blood clots. Pablo Neruda.
Honorable mention to Pablo Neruda's "Ode to my Socks."
Bra Willie's favourite poet is Pablo Neruda and guess what Earl Sweatshirt's second name is? The kinship of poet & rapper. Ohmy :(
If you feel like swooning here are Pablo Neruda's poems on one site:
"What leaf on falling was not for me a long book of words addressed and loved by someone?" Pablo Neruda
“You are like nobody since I love you.” ~Pablo Neruda
Santiago 2019: Chile, a journey through the senses (by Pablo Neruda) vía
"Because on nights like this I held her in my arms, my soul is lost without her..." - Pablo Neruda
He who fail to ask questions on subjects he doesn't know, don't reply when the're asked something they do know, die slowly ~Pablo Neruda
Tonight i can write the saddest lines, Pablo Neruda
Though this will be the last day she makes me suffer, . These are the last verses I write for her. . ~ Pablo Neruda
There is no space wider than that of grief, there is no universe like that which bleeds. Pablo Neruda
[T]he man who doesn't play has lost forever the child who lived in him and who he will miss terribly. ~Pablo Neruda
Reading Pablo Neruda and feeling small now, I bought real estate in an imaginary place and a fat trunk full of disposable cameras
Pablo Neruda is number 1 for my favorite poets...
Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little by little. ~Pablo Neruda
to John Donne, Sylvia Plath, Pablo Neruda, Paulo Coelho, Walt Whitman and friends, i'll spend time with you all soon..yey!
Do you know that the hottest new show Orange Is The New Black quoted Pablo ? cc
but jae mom, i suggest you to read his poem mom PABLO NERUDA IS AWESOME too loh~
this is cheering to me when I'm ESPECIALLY angry. Robert Bly reads Pablo Neruda - Walking Around
I love Pablo Neruda's poems. I can somehow relate. *ehemm*
Pablo Neruda's 'Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair' is timeless love poetry.
"...so that my shadow can travel along in your hair..." - Love Sonnet LXXXIX, Pablo Neruda
I Need the sea because it teaches me.!. Pablo Neruda
I stroll along serenely, with my eyes, my shoes, my rage, forgetting everything. ~Pablo Neruda, translated
Love is so short , forgetting is so long -pablo neruda
No, this is MY Pablo Neruda poem and you can't have it BYE
There are vines and stars in your hair. - Pablo Neruda
I got 15 out of 15 on Who Said It: Pablo Neruda Or Taylor Swift?! Good thing WE'RE SEEING HER SOON.
Crazy Eyes is familiar with the works of Pablo Neruda.
I’m familiar with the works of Pablo Neruda.
There is an outstanding Pablo Neruda reference in one of the later "Orange Is the New Black" episodes that I'm sure Bart Simpson will love.
Disgusted with myself that I missed one. Who Said It: Pablo Neruda Or Taylor Swift?
Piper just quoted Pablo Neruda, deal sealed.
If you ever feel devoid of love, please read one of Pablo Neruda's poems.
POEM OF THE DAY - Pablo Neruda - "I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair" - Pablo …
I felt myself a pure part/ of the abyss,/ I wheeled with the stars,/ my heart broke free on the open sky. - Pablo Neruda
"I don't know how others love or how people loved in the past .I live, watching you, loving you. Being in love is my nature." Pablo Neruda
Enjoy an evening of with Chilean poet Pablo Neruda TONIGHT at 6:30 pm.
Everyone do yourselves a favor and read “Sonnet XVII" by Pablo Neruda. It's fabulous, and that's saying something because I hate the guy
I love pablo neruda so much. Highly recommend his poetry!!
“Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.” Pablo Neruda
Pablo Neruda Unveiled Event - Introduction to RCLAS and Neruda by Candic...: via
Just the idea of Pablo Neruda taking the wheel, any wheel,is a day-brightener.
A Pablo Neruda poem that is almost as lyrical and wonderful as the thing it describes: Water:
“In what language does rain fall over tormented cities?” . ― Pablo Neruda, The Book of Questions
" Love is not about romantic delusions, it is about awareness." ~ Pablo Neruda
Loved directing Pablo Neruda by check it out
Fantastic choices, particularly the Joni Mitchell, James Fenton and Pablo Neruda. All of them illicit vivid memories/associations
Who among the following received Nobel Prize in literature in 1953?. a) Pablo Neruda. b) Derek Walcott. c) Ernest...
"I need the sea because it teaches me" pablo neruda
Cute that one of my tumblr posts was featured in the tracker. It was a poem by Pablo Neruda, "Here I Love You"
and 12th of November he awoke with a start and descended the stairs to the small kitchen with its round table and linden-wood chair, its portable stove and methyl-blue flame. He lit
" You are like the night. With its stillness and constellations. Your silence is that of a star. As remote and candid." ~ Pablo Neruda
This book is full of Pablo Neruda poems 😍 I'm in love
through nights like this one i held her in my arms. i kissed her again and again under the endless sky.pablo neruda...Nobel Prize for lit 1971
"Her eyes were the color of faraway love." -Pablo Neruda
For my 27 things to do in my 27th year, I'm going to read 27 books. What are your ABSOLUTE faves that I HAVE to read? So far I have The Hiding Place and Love Does.
I have a pact of love with beauty. ~ Pablo Neruda
And because love battles not only in its burning agricultures but also in the mouth of men and women, I will finish off by taking the path away to those who between my chest and your fragrance want to interpose their obscure plant. About me, nothing worse they will tell you, my love, than what I told you. I lived in the prairies before I got to know you and I did not wait love but I was laying in wait for and I jumped on the rose. What more can they tell you? I am neither good nor bad but a man, and they will then associate the danger of my life, which you know and which with your passion you shared. And good, this danger is danger of love, of complete love for all life, for all lives, and if this love brings us the death and the prisons, I am sure that your big eyes, as when I kiss them, will then close with pride, into double pride, love, with your pride and my pride. ...And I in these lines say: Like this I want you, love, love, Like this I love you, as you dress and how your hair lifts up and how your ...
“And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.” . ― Pablo Neruda
you are like nobody since I love you. Quote by Pablo Neruda
Pablo Neruda comes from Chile. That's frommI'm just the typist.
Lending a book, the debate was between Marquis de Sade and Pablo Neruda
"because of you, I again seek out the signs that precipitates desires: . shooting stars and falling objects." -Pablo Neruda
“Smday, smwhere - anywhere, unfailingly, u'll find urself, & dat, & only dat, can be d happiest or bitterest hr of ur life.” - Pablo Neruda
Of all the Fires, LOVE is the only inexhaustible one. ~ Pablo Neruda
Pablo Neruda is my feelings right now
Cool, kid, favorite poet? — Kid, I have two!!! Pablo Neruda and Charles Barkowski
Idk how my professor in Spain gave me a 6 on my art final, I know these poems as if I were Pablo Neruda himself. Shot ✒😌🇪🇸
.and I lean down to your mouth to kiss the earth. ~Pablo neruda
In the end, everyone is aware of this: . nobody keeps any of what he has, and life is only a borrowing of bones. --Pablo Neruda
The Poet’s Obligation Pablo Neruda ~ To whoever is not listening to the sea this Friday morning, to who ever...
I think the only love poems I really like are those of Pablo Neruda...
I just finished a book of selected poems by Pablo Neruda, and today I borrowed Being and Nothingness (lol)
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