Ode To Tomatoes : Pablo Neruda : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :

Ode To Tomatoes : : By Pablo Neruda : : : ; : : : The streetfilled with tomatoes,midday,summer,light ishalvedlikeatomato,its juicerunsthrough the streets. In December,unabated,the tomatoinvadesthe kitchen,it enters at lunchtime,takesits easeon countertops,among glasses,butter dishes,blue saltcellars. It shedsits own light,benign majesty. Unfortunately, we mustmurder it:the knifesinksinto living flesh,redvisceraa coolsun,profound,inexhaustible,populates the saladsof Chile,happily, it is wedto theContinue reading “Ode To Tomatoes : Pablo Neruda : : December Poems : : Months Poems : :”

Horses : Pablo Neruda : : Winter Poems : :

Horses ~ Pablo Neruda From the window I saw the horses. I was in Berlin, in winter. The lighthad no light, the sky had no heaven. 3 The air was white like wet bread. 4 And from my window a vacant arena, 5 bitten by the teeth of winter. Suddenly driven out by a man,tenContinue reading “Horses : Pablo Neruda : : Winter Poems : :”

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