Pablo Neruda

Chile
12 Jul 1904 // 23 Sep 1973
Poet

Poems



I Love You Without Knowing How (1)

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....

Before I Loved You (2)

Before I loved you, love, nothing was my own,/ I wavered through the streets, among objects,/ Nothing mattered or had a name,/ The world was made of air, which waited./ / I knew rooms full of ashes,/...


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