Absence

I have scarcely left you
When you go in me, crystalline,
Or trembling,
Or uneasy, wounded by me
Or overwhelmed with love, as
when your eyes
Close upon the gift of life
That without cease I give you.

My love,
We have found each other
Thirsty and we have
Drunk up all the water and the
Blood,
We found each other
Hungry
And we bit each other
As fire bites,
Leaving wounds in us.

But wait for me,
Keep for me your sweetness.
I will give you too
A rose.

by Pablo Neruda

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A true fascinating poem, dashing and yet simply rendered. Finally Maud remains the old spinster of da house! I have enjoyed this hilarious poem with a moral by Gwendolyn Brooks. Congartulations on being chosen as Modern Poem Of The Day! Hurray! A myriad of 10´s for the voting.
should be sparing in our judgment. There seemed to ne a lot of love in Sadie's life and perhaps too much condemnation in her sister's
oices we make in life. Each girl reaped what she sowed so I think we sh
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Under her maiden name! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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