Pablo Neruda: If You Forget Me

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Pablo Neruda breaks my heart in the best way. I can’t pick a favorite, but If You Forget Me is up there. His work is best read in Spanish as he wrote it, there is something that gets lost in translation but the work is still beautiful nonetheless in English. He evokes emotion with his words and I dip into my little Neruda collection from time to time just to savor it.

everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
-read the poem in its entirety here

What do you think of this one?

April is National Poetry Month, follow this link for more.

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A little Neruda is good for the soul

Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines

She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

What does it matter that my love could not keep her….

Pablo Neruda

read the poem in full here 

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My friend Laurie Viera Rigler author of Confessions of a Jane Austen Addict and Rude Awakenings of a Jane Austen Addict was kind enough to share a link with me. It is an article in the New York Times about Pablo Neruda and his three homes in Chile: In Chile, Where Pablo Neruda Lived and Loved

I thought I would share it here as well. It was nice to take a peek into one of my favorite poets homes.

Enjoy your weekend 🙂

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Not So Wordless Wednesday

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Don’t leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart….
-Pablo Neruda

I took this photo with my Canon Rebel recently. This was just after it had been raining for most of the morning. It turned out to be a gorgeous Fall day once the sun appeared.

Read the poem in its entirety by following this link.

Happy Thanksgiving and have a great rest of the week everyone! xo

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Crochet and Neruda, two of my favorite things

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I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul….

-Pablo Neruda
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Read the poem in its entirety here.

The Essential Neruda is one of those poetry collections that I keep by my bedside and randomly dip in and out of. I adore his work.
The scarf next to my book is my latest crochet project, an infinity scarf. With the Fall weather just around the corner, I get inspired to crochet a few pieces.

Enjoy your week 🙂
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A little Neruda…

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I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it’s you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly…..
-Pablo Neruda

Read the poem in full by clicking here

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I have always found the way Neruda expressed both passion and sadness through his poetry to be unparalleled.
I cannot pick just one of his poems as a favorite, but this one is among my top five. I do prefer to read his verses in Spanish, as I find there is just something lost in translation but reading them in English you can still get the effect of the beauty and pain of his words.

In this one I like the way he moves from love to hate. When you think about, it there is a fine line between the two.

Enjoy your week 🙂

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I took the photo above with my Samsung Galaxy S5. Nothing from this post is available for download.