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").
Still Another Day: I
Today is that day, the day that carrieda desperate light that since has died.Don't let the squatters know:let's keep it all between us,day, between..
© Pablo Neruda
Still Another Day: XVII/Men
The truth is in the prologue. Death to the romantic fool,to the expert in solitary confinement,I'm the same as the teacher from Colombia,the rotarian..
© Pablo Neruda
Ode To Ironing
Poetry is white:it comes from water swathed in drops,it wrinkles and gathers,this planet's skin has to spread out,the sea's whiteness has to be..
© Pablo Neruda
Unity
There is something dense, united, settled in the depths,repeating its number, its identical sign.How it is noted that stones have touched time,in..
© Pablo Neruda
Ode To The Cat
The animals were imperfect,long-tailed,unfortunate in their heads.Little by little theyput themselves together,making themselves a..
© Pablo Neruda
Ode To Age
I don't believe in age.All old peoplecarryin their eyes,a child,and children,at timesobserve us with theeyes of wise ancients.Shall we measurelifein..
© Pablo Neruda
Ode to Hope
Oceanic dawnat the centerof my life,waves like grapes,the sky's solitude,you fill meand floodthe complete sea,the undiminished sky,tempoand space,sea..
© Pablo Neruda
The Men
I'm Ramón González Barbagelata from anywhere,from Cucuy, from Paraná, from Rio Turbio, from Oruro,from Maracaibo, from Parral, from Ovalle, from..
© Pablo Neruda
The Portrait In The Rock
Oh yes I knew him, I spent years with him,with his golden and stony substance,he was a man who was tired -in Paraguay he left his father and..
© Pablo Neruda
Come With Me, I Said, And No One Knew (VII)
Come with me, I said, and no one knewwhere, or how my pain throbbed,no carnations or barcaroles for me,only a wound that love had opened.I said it..
© Pablo Neruda
Lxxxiv From: ‘cien Sonetos De Amor’
One time more, my love, the net of light extinguisheswork, wheels, flames, boredoms and farewells,and we surrender the swaying wheat to night,the..
© Pablo Neruda
Triangles
Three triangles of birds crossedOver the enormous ocean which extendedIn winter like a green beast.Everything just lay there, the silence,The..
© Pablo Neruda
The Old Women Of The Ocean
To the solemn sea the old women comeWith their shawls knotted around their necksWith their fragile feet cracking.They sit down alone on the..
© Pablo Neruda
Soneto Xvii
No te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacioo flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego:te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras,secretamente, entre..
© Pablo Neruda
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