Thursday, November 13, 2008


September 8th
Pablo Neruda

from The Captain's Verses, published 1972
by A New Directions Paperbook


Today, this day was a brimming cup,
today, this day was the immense wave,
today, it was all the earth.

Today the story sea
lifted us in a kiss
so high that we trembled
in a lightningflash
and, tied, we went down
to sink without untwining.

Today our bodies became vast,
they grew to the edge of the world
and rolled melting
into a single drop
of wax or meteor.

Between you and me a new door opened
and someone, still faceless,
was waiting for us there

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