Thursday, 22 April 2021

A Poem

 

Love

Pablo NerudaBy  More 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
Make to me an irreperable 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.



Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/love-by-pablo-nuerdo

3 comments:

Nancy Chan said...

A lovely poem in memory of a loved one. Have a wonderful weekend.

Jo-Anne's Ramblings said...

Nancy.......It is

Katie Isabella said...

I know his poetry well. A lovely memory for a loved one.

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