Poems of Pablo Neruda
|101.||Sonnet XXXIV (You are the daughter of the sea)||1/13/2003|
|102.||Sonnet XXXIV (You are the daughter of the sea)||1/1/2004|
|103.||Tell Me, Is The Rose Naked?||3/22/2010|
|104.||The Dead Woman||1/10/2005|
|106.||The Eighth of September||3/22/2010|
|108.||The Fickle One||3/22/2010|
|109.||The House of Odes||3/22/2010|
|111.||The Light Wraps You||1/13/2003|
|113.||The Night in Isla Negra||1/3/2003|
|114.||The Old Women Of The Ocean||3/22/2010|
|116.||The Portrait In The Rock||3/22/2010|
|119.||The Saddest Poem||1/3/2003|
|120.||The Song of Despair||1/3/2003|
We Are Many
Of the many men whom I am, whom we are,
I cannot settle on a single one.
They are lost to me under the cover of clothing
They have departed for another city.
When everything seems to be set
to show me off as a man of intelligence,
the fool I keep concealed on my person
takes over my talk and occupies my mouth.