#NationalPoetryDay poem 3 Neruda

poet Pablo Neruda

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.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Neruda’s pink poetry book One Hundred Love Sonnets has been read so many times, it is actually in my top drawer next to my notebook and shit. 

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3 comments

  1. kim881 · October 8, 2015

    I hadn’t come across this before . Thank you for introducing me to Neruda. I will be looking out for One Hundred Love Sonnets.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Chrissy · October 8, 2015

      please do – so amazing to read and discover his and Mathilda’s love story

      Like

  2. Richard Ankers · October 8, 2015

    I liked that a lot 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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