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Monday, April 6th, 2009
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10:49 pm
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_pratz_
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This community seems very quiet nowadays, so let's cheer her up! :)
What's your favorite Neruda poem? And if you read any English-translated book of his poems, who's your favorite translator?
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| Saturday, November 15th, 2008
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11:55 pm
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tamyta_chan
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Hi everybody, I´m chilean and I´m very surprise about this comunity, so i want to share with all of you this chapter from the tv show "Grandes Chilenos" Inspirate in a tv show from UK call "The great Briton"
In Chile we had a big web votation with 60 important people for the History of Chile and OF COURSE Neruda was one of them, Here is the episode with his life, houses and some friend speak about him.
In spanish, sorry
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| Thursday, July 3rd, 2008
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10:11 am - whistling sexy (july 2, 2008)
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mickeylimon
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so whistling is sexy dire ocean, dire sea calmly careening island by island beach by beach so whistling is sexy ... when you do
so words unspoken are true like the wind, like the sand underneath our almost bound feet struggling for thoughts that the body give away so easily, so enchantingly words almost uttered but then again they were never heard yet so true, its so true
so the tree, so the rock he climbed, he trudged funny, clumsily, and uncanny like me lying half naked and you whistling sexy ... at me under the scorching march sun friends, rocks and the boat men all gone, all done just you and i left behind ...
current music: time of your life - chicane
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| Wednesday, November 14th, 2007
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5:58 pm - translation help...
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korina_morella
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hello, folks. i'm hoping someone can point me in the direction of an english translation of this poem. my spanish speaking friend sent it to me without the translation, but with a summary, and it sounds incredible. or if anyone is really bored, maybe provide your own translation? help? thanks! =)
El sueño by Pablo Neruda
Andando en las arenas yo decidí dejarte.
Pisaba un barro oscuro que temblaba, y hundiéndome y saliendo decidí que salieras de mí, que me pesabas como piedra cortante, y elaboré tu pérdida paso a paso: cortarte las raíces, soltarte sola al viento.
Ay, en ese minuto, corazón mío, un sueño con sus alas terribles te cubría.
Te sentías tragada por el barro, y me llamabas y yo no acudía, te ibas, inmóvil, sin defenderte hasta ahogarte en la boca de arena.
Después mi decisión se encontró con tu sueño, y desde la ruptura que nos quebraba el alma, surgimos limpios otra vez, desnudos, amándonos sin sueño, sin arena, completos y radiantes, sellados por el fuego.
current mood: curious current music: ~ aesma daeva ~ disdain ~
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| Wednesday, February 21st, 2007
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8:29 am - the coming of age (february 20, 2007)
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mickeylimon
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exercising the will to be forcible for you to see me against tides of unwanted imagery against unexplained comedy of you here lying motionless touching the skin at my back calculating the risks already undertaken from the moment you smelled my hair till your arms playfully linger on my bare hip then in unison looking thru the frosty window listening to the rain pouring madly at the roof whispering carelessly to remember long forgotten memories taken in innocence together leaving the bliss left under the sheets with you holding me closely against your bare chest overpowering me with your able shoulders trapped endlessly wanting blissfully to be here forever without turning back to our lives lived in secrecy
current music: love thy will be done - martika
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| Tuesday, February 13th, 2007
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8:28 am - of love and not love (january 21, 2002)
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mickeylimon
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swooning under the carpet of love and not love of emotions and none emotions crashing under the rug of desire or faltering under the feet of denial fumbling all over your heart so full of carelessness of stepping out or being stepped at of being conscious or being ridiculous of love and the so-called love of you yesterday and of you now i wonder whom did i loved the most somehow between love and hatred of being impassioned or angered i wonder how i ever made it in times and in places between right and wrong i swoon underneath the mat of love and not love of being in love and being in love with you
current music: junk of the hearts - the cardigans
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| Monday, February 12th, 2007
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8:33 am - interlude IX
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mickeylimon
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wondering ... wondering if you are as sincere as cheating as gallant as whining as kind as lying as valiant as hiding wondering ... wondering if love is as furious as hatred as scarlet as death as fervent as bluntness as plain as everyday
wondering wondering
current music: princes familiar - alanis morissette
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| Tuesday, February 6th, 2007
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12:05 pm - a new sense
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mickeylimon
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a new sense of feeling a new sense of missing from impulse to this fleeting feeling of excitement of estrangement to you finally to you eventually hopefully hopefully a new sense of relief a new sense of flight from careless air to blissful winds shared together from freshness to slumber dreaming of you and i together together hopefully hopefully a new sense of feeling a new sense of being i had with you so suddenly so impulsively from you from you all along now i’m never gonna be on my own hopefully eventually hopefully hopefully
current music: the sweet escape - gwen stefani
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| Friday, February 2nd, 2007
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1:21 pm - i said goodbye
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mickeylimon
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moving forth ahead... secretly hurting deep inside youve let me down "have the ships been long gone?" no looking back just breathing ahead have you let my hands go? i cant feel your heart anymore i am lost this world is too big without you ill drown my heart will succumb stay for a while i cant say goodbye facing ahead tears against the wind tomorrows too blinding all things sinking slipping dreaming away from me can you stay for a while until i can say goodbye?
current music: falling inlove - lisa loeb
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| Friday, January 26th, 2007
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12:46 pm - in the sand of dreams forever
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mickeylimon
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and so look at me now finally i’ve gone so far and so fast so steadily i’m almost sure i have forgotten you but never did i forget the way i felt with you as we melt together in the arms of sweet surrender as we rushed together in the sand of dreams forever time moved me so still that i can't even tell what is real i can't even tell how much i loved you until i couldn't feel if i still do time stood still so frequently that i didn’t even noticed how wretched i have been i didn't even feel how love was supposed to be cause i was waiting for you so endlessly cause i was standing here for you so wearily and i was longing for you to come back to me but you never did, you never did still but i was waiting still, i was waiting still forever to melt with you again in the arms of sweet surrender to rush with you again in the sand of dreams forever
current music: all good things (come to an end) - nelly furtado
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| Thursday, January 18th, 2007
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1:00 pm
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| Thursday, December 21st, 2006
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6:49 am - NPR's Song of the Day
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zazenz
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Excerpt from story on NPR's web site: "Peter Lieberson provides settings for five love sonnets by the Chilean poet Pablo Neruda: They're sumptuously scored and lit with the tenuous warmth of an Indian summer. The composer stumbled across Neruda's poems in an airport bookstore and found their tender and searching stanzas to be a perfect gift for husband and wife. Sadly, just over a year after the songs' May 2005 premiere -- and less than eight months after this live recording was made -- Hunt Lieberson died at 52." View and listen here
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| Thursday, December 14th, 2006
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6:37 pm - Five Decades: Poems by Pablo Neruda for sale
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she_burns__x
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Hi. If anyone is interested, I have a brand new *bilingual* (original Spanish & English) copy of Neruda's Five Decades: Poems (1925-1970) up for sale on ebay. The list price is $15.00 and the starting price is only 99 cents, so it's a real steal for those who love Neruda. Ebay and paypal accounts are free, and you can buy it securely with a credit card, so don't be hesitant to bid if you're new to ebay. Thanks guys. :)
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| Wednesday, August 9th, 2006
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2:26 pm - jeremiahs lament
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seductionbrown
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i haven't stopped yet... no time to look back haven't stopped myself midsentence...mid anything to think about you. only now i have. ...and i haven't stopped holding my breathe...
current mood: disappointed current music: we float-pj harvey
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| Thursday, July 27th, 2006
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1:28 am - looking for a poem...
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antoinette
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I'm looking for a Neruda's poem that is from the book "Fin del Mundo". I have a piece of it in a book of quotations, but it's in Portuguese and i'm looking for the original in Spanish. Or at least for it's name, so i can find it!
The piece i have is more or less like this (i'm free translating from Portuguese, so it may be very different from the original):
"Here today end these journeys in which you have accompanied me through night and day and the sea and the man."
If you know any poem that is similar to this, even if just a little bit, please tell me where i can find it! You can post it in Spanish and English, i can read both and i'll be forever grateful!
Thank you!
current mood: stressed
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| Tuesday, July 18th, 2006
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11:07 pm - Sonnet XVII
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promakos
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My grandparents are celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary this year. It was actually in February, but as they are parents of 8 children and 20 grandchildren... not to mention all the other relatives... a lot of the family is spread out over the country. Summer is usually the best time to see everyone. At the end of this month we're having a huge party and the grandchildren (I'm the oldest) have contributed to a book of various memories, pictures, stories, etc in a book for them. As an English and a Classics major, I have a desperate love for words, literature, writing... and I think what could be more me than a few selections of my favorite poets. I can't really think of one Neruda poem that doesn't make me swoon... but I thought that this one in particular was a good poem for the occasion. I have a few other favorites that are... well... adult. Lol, this one still captures the essence of Neruda and still manages to speak to the beauty of loving someone. I figured I'd share it in here and see if anyone thinks this was a good choice.
I don’t love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as certain dark things are loved, Secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom and carries hidden within itself the light of those flowers, and thanks to your love, darkly in my body lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where, I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I don’t know any other way of loving
but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.
current mood: content current music: Wolfmother "colossal"
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5:31 pm - New Member~
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proxyparadox
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Hi, I'm Mimi and I am a new member. Hurrah!
So anyways, I thought I'd go ahead and post my favourite Neruda poem. It's short, and it's from The Book of Questions.
I'm posting the Spanish version as well because I can understand Spanish fairly well and I think it's beautiful when it's in Spanish.
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Do thoughts of love fall into extinct volcanoes?
Is a crater an act of vengeance or a punishment of the earth?
With which stars do they go on speaking, the rivers that never reach the sea?
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Caen pensamientos de amor en los volcanes extinguidos?
Es un crater una venganza o es un castigo de la tierra?
Con que estrellas siguen hablando los rios que no desembocan?
♥ Mimi
current music: Laura- Scissor Sisters
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12:03 am - This was in Il Postino...
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sandandthestars
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Is it by Neruda? What is its title?
Naked you are as simple as one of your hands smooth, terrestrial, tiny, round, transparent you have moon-lines, apple paths Naked, you are as thin as bare wheat Naked, ou are blue like a Cuban night There are vines and stars in your hair Naked, you are enormous and yellow like summer in a gilded church."
It is so indescribably beautiful.
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| Sunday, July 2nd, 2006
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5:14 am - Love Sonnet XLV ("Don't go far off, not even for a day")
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jeub
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 (isip-bata)
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because -- because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.
Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into me, choking my lost heart.
Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach; may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance. Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,
because in that moment you'll have gone so far I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking, Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?
- Pablo Neruda -
Neruda's Verses
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| Friday, June 30th, 2006
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5:52 am - If You Forget Me
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jeub
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 (attic)
I want you to know one thing.
You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly you forget me do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land.
But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine.
- Pablo Neruda -
Neruda's Verses
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