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These poems are collected and shared because they are special words, often very profound, often sensual, and always very beautiful and meaningful.

Here are words from the greatest poets who ever lived, some of them very famous, but there are also treasures from lesser known poets who perhaps deserve to be better known. I humbly offer some of my poems in amongst this illustrious company. Please forgive me for that, and I hope you enjoy this rich selection.

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More Neruda Poetry Collected And Shared By Tony Johansen

 XIV

I don’t have time enough to celebrate your hair.
One by one I should detail your hairs and praise them.
Other lovers want to live with particular eyes;
I only want to be your stylist.

In Italy they call you Medusa,
Because of the high bristling light of your hair.
I call you curly, my tangler;
my heart knows the doorways of your hair.

When you lose your way through your own hair,
Do not forget me, remember that I love you.
Don’t let me wander lost - without your hair -

Through the dark world, webbed by empty
Roads with their shadows, their roving sorrows,
‘Til the sun rises, lighting the high tower of your hair.

- Pablo Neruda

IX

There where the waves shatter on the restless rocks
The clear light bursts and enacts its rose,
And the sea-circle shrinks to a cluster of buds,
To one drop of blue salt, falling.

O bright magnolia bursting in the foam,
Magnetic transient whose death blooms
And vanishes - being, nothingness - forever:
Broken salt, dazzling lurch of the sea.

You and I, love, together we ratify the silence,
While the sea destroys its perpetual statues,
Collapses its towers of wild speed and whiteness:

Because in the weavings of those invisible fabrics,
Galloping water, incessant sand,
We make the only permanent tenderness.

- Pablo Neruda