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Pablo Neruda

(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973 / Parral / Chile)

And because Love battles


And because love battles
not only in its burning agricultures
but also in the mouth of men and women,
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  • Alexander Opicho (12/2/2013 4:26:00 AM)

    Tomorrow we will only give them a leaf of the tree of our love; my favourite line; kudos and kudos comrade Neftali (Report) Reply

  • Sohini Sengupta (3/25/2012 4:56:00 AM)

    people always have a say about how to water your garden...what flower to plant.... leaving their own gardens uncatered.
    this poem shows depth of love...that chooses, notwithstanding faults and grave pasts...... it is a beautiful poem
    nothing hopelessly petrarchan..or metaphysical.... but a genuine poem. (Report) Reply

  • Mimi Mata (7/13/2010 1:42:00 PM)

    SEE...This is why Neruda is my favorite poet of 'all time'...


    And because love battles
    not only in its burning agricultures
    but also in the mouth of men and women,
    I will finish off by taking the path away
    to those who between my chest and your fragrance
    want to interpose their obscure plant. (Report) Reply

  • Shama Bukhari (3/31/2009 5:08:00 PM)

    Pablo Neruda...what a great poem you left for your readers so long ago.The last lines are really emotional.I say... love takes nothing, it leaves pains..... (Report) Reply

  • James Sides (8/1/2008 9:06:00 AM)

    About me, nothing worse
    they will tell you, my love,
    than what I told you.

    Thats a beautiful stanza (Report) Reply

  • Francois Hoon (6/25/2007 6:45:00 PM)

    Wow, what a cool poem, especially the last paragraph - a magnificent ending! Love should be personal, and it's value and depth not influenced and touched by a cruel world... (Report) Reply

  • Damian Mccoy (4/25/2007 9:48:00 PM)

    The last paragraph, My god the voice of the master of emotion, i feel his work sometimes so heavily that it makes me cry with joy that there once a man alive not afraid to write the truth of true love, so never relenting in the mind in the beholder yet so fleeting.

    He knew no fear,

    Dee (Report) Reply

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