Clenched Soul

We have lost even this twilight.
No one saw us this evening hand in hand
while the blue night dropped on the world.

I have seen from my window
the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops.

Sometimes a piece of sun
burned like a coin in my hand.

I remembered you with my soul clenched
in that sadness of mine that you know.

Where were you then?
Who else was there?
Saying what?
Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly
when I am sad and feel you are far away?

The book fell that always closed at twilight
and my blue sweater rolled like a hurt dog at my feet.

Always, always you recede through the evenings
toward the twilight erasing statues.

by Pablo Neruda

Comments (21)

wonderful outpouring of words from hi heart.....Pablo Neruda is no doubt a great poet-10
.........so nicely he wrote down his feelings of missing a loved one....
such sadness and sorrow
a lovely work! the feelings just flows through the lines...
you here now.but am very far away.intense emotions and reminisced portrait you creat.i like this poem.crenched soul is a wonderful piece.thank for sharing
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