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Read MoreNeruda’s Lips I have flayed your body with my tongue of fire, suckled your youthful breasts with lust and desire, eaten your musky whispers with the deadliest of sins, and all the common words of my peasant’s pen. You are the poetry of my land, the dark earth...
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Neruda’s love sonnets are some of the best poetry ever written (IMHO). And yes, exactly, love and nature are inseparable, flowing in and around each other. Thank you, RomaJ for your lovely and muchly appreciated comment and visit. You are always welcome to walk through my poetry.
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This has so much passion in this. I agree with Romaj beautifully penned.
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Hi Fia, so happy you felt the passion. Thank you!
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Damn!
Excellent! You had me at “flayed”. What a vivid, well placed word.-
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I love that word (flayed). It felt and sounded right to use it in this poem. Thanks for your observation and for the fine comment.
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You turned the poem into something else with this, “and all the common words of my peasant’s pen.” Following the next verse, IF you didn’t brilliantly did this, it would have been just a strong sensual poem, but with how amazingly You brought a higher level with the last two line of verse one, then the gorgeous verse two, is what makes the poem very special to me, exploring and expressing a deeper connection. I believe Pablo would admire this🤍
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One of the things I love about Neruda’s poetry is his use of everyday words. With them, he word paints images, metaphors and a feeling of LIFE that exists and surrounds us with HOPE.
Light, thank you so much for your insight and understanding of what I wanted (no, needed) to express. If Neruda were still alive, I think I would be tempted to send this poem to him.
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It was/is my pleasure to “whisper” and a big Thank You to the Roman Goddess, daughter of Cupid and Psyche. It’s not often I get a comment from royalty. Not sure I am worthy, but it is appreciated muchly.
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You are most welcome my friend🌸 and consider your poem sent, his soul is still out there, just call Him 😊
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Yes, please post it. I would love to read what, how you see Neruda’s love sonnets.
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I like the way you use the particles in this. Hate breeds hate.
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Not always and certainly not any specific group, but unless there is a radical produced it usually continues. Thanks Lady
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Well done Me… great flow… resonates with me
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The great thing is that tomorrow is a variable that continually produces others. We can all change and produce better, there isn’t perfection originally within flesh, we have to earn it. Thanks Lady missed you
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This poem beautifully channels Neruda’s sensual spirit. The union of passion, earth, and language. The imagery feels both intimate and elemental, echoing the way Neruda made love and nature inseparable.
It’s a stirring tribute that captures his essence…beautifully penned.