Pablo Neruda Quotes - Page 11

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• The word
  was born in the blood,
  grew in the dark body, beating,
  and took flight through the lips and the mouth.
  Farther away and nearer
  still, still it came
  from dead fathers and from wondering races,
  from lands which had turned to stone,
  lands weary of their poor tribes,
  for when grief took to the roads
  the people set out and arrived
  and married new land and water
  to grow their words again.
  And so this is the inheritance;
  this is the wavelength which connects us
  with dead men and the dawning
  of new beings not yet come to light.

  Pablo Neruda

  Father, Grief, Dark

  Pablo Neruda, Ilan Stavans, Robert Bly (2007). “I explain a few things: selected poems”, Farrar Straus & Giroux

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• Is 4 the same 4 for everybody? Are all sevens equal? When the convict ponders the light is it the same light that shines on you?

  Pablo Neruda

  Reality, Shine On, Light

  Pablo Neruda (1991). “The book of questions”, Copper Canyon Pr

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• Death arrives among all that sound like a shoe with no foot in it, like a suit with no man in it, comes and knocks, using a ring with no stone in it, with no finger in it, comes and shouts with no mouth, with no tongue,with no throat. Nevertheless its steps can be heard and its clothing makes a hushed sound, like a tree.

  Pablo Neruda

  Men, Shoes, Feet

  Pablo Neruda, “Nothing But Death”

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• I stalk certain words... I catch them in mid-flight, as they buzz past, I trap them, clean them, peel them, I set myself in front of the dish, they have a crystalline texture to me, vibrant, ivory, vegetable, oily, like fruit, like algae, like agates, like olives... I stir them, I shake them, I drink them, I gulp them down, I mash them, I garnish them... I leave them in my poem like stalactites, like slivers of polished wood, like coals, like pickings from a shipwreck, gifts from the waves... Everything exists in the word.

  Pablo Neruda

  Past, Vegetables, Ivory

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• Wakening from the dreaming forest there, the hazel-sprig sang under my tongue, its drifting fragrance climbed up through my conscious mind as if suddenly the roots I had left behind cried out to me, the land I had lost with my childhood - and I stopped, wounded by the wandering scent.

  Pablo Neruda

  Dream, Land, Roots

  Pablo Neruda (1986). “100 Love Sonnets: Cien sonetos de amor”, University of Texas Press

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• While I'm writing, I'm far away; and when I come back, I've gone.

  Pablo Neruda

  Writing, Gone, Far Away

  Pablo Neruda (2015). “I Explain a Few Things: Selected Poems”, p.167, Macmillan

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• Whom can I ask what I came to make happen in this world? Why do I move without wanting to, why am I not able to sit still? Why do I go rolling without wheels, flying without wings or feathers, and why did I decide to migrate if my bones live in Chile?

  Pablo Neruda

  Moving, Destiny, Wings

  Pablo Neruda (1991). “The book of questions”, Copper Canyon Pr

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• And what importance do I have in the courtroom of oblivion?

  Pablo Neruda

  Oblivion, Importance, Courtroom

  Pablo Neruda (2001). “Libro de Las Preguntas”, p.60, Copper Canyon Press

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• For now I ask no more Than the justice of eating.

  Pablo Neruda

  Justice, Bakeries, Poverty

  Pablo Neruda, Mark Eisner (2004). “The essential Neruda: selected poems”, p.139, City Lights Books

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• There's a country spread out in the sky, a credulous carpet of rainbows and crepuscular plants: I move toward it just a bit haggardly, trampling a gravedigger's rubble still moist from the spade to dream in a bedlam of vegetables.

  Pablo Neruda

  Dream, Country, Moving

  Pablo Neruda (1974). “Pablo Neruda: Five Decades, a Selection (poems, 1925-1970)”, p.3, Grove Press

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• Oh each successive night that comes has something in it of an abandoned ember that is slowly burning out, and it falls swathed in ruins, surrounded by funereal objects.

  Pablo Neruda

  Fall, Night, Burning

  Pablo Neruda (1990). “Selected Poems”, p.71, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• The darkness of a day elapsed,
  of a day nourished with our sad blood.

  Pablo Neruda

  Blood, Darkness

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• Como se reparten el sol en el naranjo las naranjas? How do the oranges divide up sunlight in the orange tree?

  Pablo Neruda

  Orange Trees, Sunlight, Divides

  Pablo Neruda (2001). “Libro de Las Preguntas”, p.13, Copper Canyon Press

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• Why wasn't Christopher Columbus able to discover Spain?

  Pablo Neruda

  Spain, Able, Columbus

  Pablo Neruda (2001). “Libro de Las Preguntas”, p.8, Copper Canyon Press

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• Then Scale by scale, We strip off The delicacy And eat The peaceful mush Of its green heart.

  Pablo Neruda

  Heart, Peaceful, Delicacy

  Pablo Neruda, “Ode To The Artichoke”

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• We came by night to the Fortunate Isles, And lay like fish Under the net of our kisses.

  Pablo Neruda

  Love, Kissing, Night

  Pablo Neruda, “Drunk As Drunk”

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• Megaphone in which the wind passes singing.

  Pablo Neruda

  Wind, Singing

  Pablo Neruda (1990). “Selected Poems”, p.29, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• I want to see the thirst inside the syllables I want to touch the fire in the sound: I want to feel the darkness of the cry. I want words as rough as virgin rocks.” - Verb.

  Pablo Neruda

  Fire, Rocks, Darkness

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• Donde termina el arco iris, en tu alma o en el horizonte? Where does the rainbow end, in your soul or on the horizon?

  Pablo Neruda

  Rainbow, Soul, Irises

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• For me writing is like breathing. I could not live without breathing and I could not live without writing.

  Pablo Neruda

  Writing, Breathing

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• Nobody can claim the name of Pedro, nobody is Rosa or María, all of us are dust or sand, all of us are rain under rain. They have spoken to me of Venezuelas, of Chiles and Paraguays; I have no idea what they are saying. I know only the skin of the earth and I know it has no name.

  Pablo Neruda

  Rain, Dust, Names

  Milton Rogovin, Pablo Neruda, Dennis Maloney, Robert Bly (1985). “Windows that open inward: images of Chile”, White Pine Pr

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• So the freshness lives on in a lemon, in the sweet-smelling house of the rind, the proportions, arcane and acerb.

  Pablo Neruda

  Sweet, House, Proportion

  Pablo Neruda (1961). “Selected Poems”, p.235, Grove Press

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• As slippery as smooth grapes, words exploding in the light like dormant seeds waiting in the vaults of vocabulary, alive again, and giving life: once again the heart distills them.

  Pablo Neruda

  Heart, Vocabulary, Light

  Pablo Neruda, Margaret Sayers Peden (2000). “Selected Odes of Pablo Neruda”, p.199, Univ of California Press

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• When your hands leap towards mine, love, what do they bring me in flight?

  Pablo Neruda

  Hands, Flight, Leap

  Pablo Neruda, “Your Hands”

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• She did not speak for speech was unknown to her.

  Pablo Neruda

  Speech, Speak

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