Pablo Neruda

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

Clenched Soul


We have lost even this twilight.
No one saw us this evening hand in hand
while the blue night dropped on the world.
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Comments about this poem (Clenched Soul by Pablo Neruda )

  • Gold Star - 13,873 Points * Sunprincess * (9/14/2014 8:20:00 AM)

    .........so nicely he wrote down his feelings of missing a loved one.... (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 5,611 Points Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black (9/10/2014 8:12:00 AM)

    such sadness and sorrow (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 127 Points Kirti Sharma (6/27/2014 3:09:00 PM)

    a lovely work!
    the feelings just flows through the lines... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 248 Points Skywee Gh (6/27/2014 11:09:00 AM)

    you here now.but am very far away.intense emotions and reminisced portrait you creat.i like this poem.crenched soul is a wonderful piece.thank for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 37 Points Colleen Courtney (6/27/2014 7:28:00 AM)

    A very sad and emotional write of the poet. Can feel his solitude and can picture his reminisces. A soul touching write. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 59 Points Brian Jani (4/27/2014 2:32:00 AM)

    Awesome I like this poem, check mine out  (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Alla Simone (6/27/2013 9:44:00 AM)

    'I remembered you with my soul clenched in that sadness of mine that you know.' That's my favorite line. Such intimacy of emotion is reflected in those words. Also, an intense rawness and pain are beautifully portrayed with your words throughout the poem. I enjoyed this very much. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,507 Points Godfrey Morris (6/27/2013 12:58:00 AM)

    An awesome poem. Great Poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Hayden Shreeve (6/27/2012 10:14:00 PM)

    Wow, a great poem by a great poet. His #1 status is well deserved (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Allison Helman (6/27/2012 7:13:00 PM)

    This is a truly beautiful poem. I love the colors, the clarity and the simplicity though with some of the imagery, I feel my guitar would grasp the simpatico better than myself. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 4 Points Ray Schreiber (6/27/2012 2:43:00 PM)

    Mixing the plain with the fanciful this poem paints the truth. Seemingly personal, yet it widely applies to all that sit alone at their windows. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Carlos Echeverria (6/27/2012 10:35:00 AM)

    I miss you and it hurts would suffice. But Neruda's soul is special, and he HAS TO tell the world. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,593 Points Pranab K Chakraborty (6/27/2012 2:07:00 AM)

    Unique piece from Neruda. Thousand times it will vibrate again...We have lost even this twilight. Drumming, Drumming the beat loud through the conscious of 21st also.....Sometimes a piece of sun / burned like a coin in my hand....Lost the hands, lost the believe, lost the togetherness........Magnificently Neruda overwhelmed the reader at the point of the crossroad where day diminishes and stepping night closely. Twilight complex..... Literally, living time of the man metaphorically the day-time and night signals the finishing journey of a life. Naturally man bends to find out other existence of another super-entity whom we do try to explain as Almighty..... Simply the common thought after reading the piece may be considered as lost love. Partially it is truth and much global idea of acceptance. But according to poem, generally when the feeling of pain appears just at the definite point of time, twilight, we have to throw light on the universal cry of human soul. Longing for eternity....Smart expression of thirst and non-satiety as fits with the style of legendary Neruda....Nice put again by PH.....................Lastly yet utter once again.......always you recede through the evenings / toward the twilight erasing statues.

    Pranab k c (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jenna Thomas (11/17/2010 7:55:00 PM)

    I can feel the needing in these words. The confusion of what the other person is doing. It brings many emotions to me. Thank you for sharing it (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - -1 Points Maxim Muyu (8/26/2010 9:52:00 AM)

    nice to read such a lovely poem, I felt it was great and nice to read it too. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie cynthia from the tower (2/9/2010 4:46:00 PM)

    why is it that we are always reminded of 'them' as soon as the sun goes down? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Donal Thoms-cappello (5/4/2008 2:22:00 AM)

    my favorite neruda poem evah (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Davis Cup (3/17/2008 10:56:00 PM)

    Love is.... like my password which happens to be '5210'! ! ! isnt that great! you can sign in now! ! my email is davebculp2@gmail.com. Thanks folks. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,222 Points john tiong chunghoo (7/1/2006 4:00:00 AM)

    why would the whole world
    feels so empty
    with the loss
    of a single soul? (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Vaun Moore (8/19/2005 3:37:00 PM)

    This is my favorite poem of Neruda. It encompasses the whole world of what it feels like to miss someone that you love beyond all reason. This is the most beautiful sentence ever wriiten 'Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly
    when I am sad and feel you are far away? ' (Report) Reply



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