Pablo Neruda
Love - by Pablo Neruda
Because of you, in gardens of blossoming flowers I ache from the
perfumes of spring.
I have forgotten your face, I no longer remember your hands;
how did your lips feel on mine?
Because of you, I love the white statues drowsing in the parks,
the white statues that have neither voice nor sight.
I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice; I have forgotten
your eyes.
Like a flower to its perfume, I am bound to my vague memory of
you. I live with pain that is like a wound; if you touch me, you will
do me irreparable harm.
Your caresses enfold me, like climbing vines on melancholy walls.
I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every
window.
Because of you, the heady perfumes of summer pain me; because
of you, I again seek out the signs that precipitate desires: shooting
stars, falling objects.
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My favorite poem from Pablo Neruda is “POETRY” but this one is a beautiful piece of art too. I really enjoy Neruda’s work because it is profound and simple…and this is what makes it really beautiful!
Pablo Neruda had a voice like no other. Although I am of huge fan of his poetry, I really loved his autobiography – what a wonderful collection of stories of poetic characters. He brings them alive and gives each of their own voice.
To say Neruda has influenced my own poetry is a terrible understatement. You may want to check out my blog for some more tropical poetry in a Neruda-style.