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

I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You

I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
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  • Angeline Andre (1/13/2008 9:32:00 AM)

    l love this poem i like most of his poems

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  • Bonnie Cote (1/1/2008 11:15:00 AM)

    this is ridiculous, a man with repulsive emotions. i dislike it, immensely.

  • K P (11/22/2007 3:21:00 PM)

    i really love theis poem...

  • Ammu s (10/8/2007 9:22:00 AM)

    How Uncertain........ yet very certain.......! !

  • Jona`e Levett (9/28/2007 9:20:00 AM)

    i like this poem too but he did die in 73.

  • Carmina Odsigue (9/18/2007 7:39:00 AM)

    This poem is very beautiful! ! I hope Mr. Neruda is still alive to write more magnificent poems. He's been my favorite poet since I first read this poem.
    This is poem is just so wonderful!

  • daughter of a seafoam (9/15/2007 12:00:00 PM)

    *sigh* if I were Mr.Neruda's love how I'd be so overwhelmed...

  • Rebecca Benton (8/22/2007 1:16:00 AM)

    Query to all of you that love poetry, and appreciate Mr. Neruda: what are your thoughts and comments regarding this poem I came across:


    There are those that are Angels; Some are Saints
    They are among us, Dancing.
    Are we so involved in our Pain-
    That we can not see Them, Shining?
    Are we so Indoctrinated to Believe
    In our own Shame-
    That conversely, we who remain, are Sinners?

    We revel in our Stupidity and Complicity
    While the Saints and Spirits Sing with Benediction:
    The Poetry of our Souls.
    Their Blessings bestowed upon us for an Eternity-
    Or in an Instant, Lost.

    Take off your Garments of Mendacity,
    Your Mantles of Mediocrity!
    Turn your faces toward the Angels
    With Supplication:
    And Dance on the Naked Earth.

  • Rebecca Benton (8/22/2007 1:00:00 AM)

    Mr. Neruda has always been one of my favorite poets; and I treasure this poem. I have always felt that Mr. Neruda incisively captures the natural, universal aspects of the ever constant dichotomy that constitutes our feelings and perceptions of 'love', without being disingenuous to the fact that it is real to each of us: to paraphrase Decartes, 'I love, therefore I am'.........

  • Lorraine Williams (8/17/2007 1:16:00 AM)

    Wow what can I say. For 40 years I have felt this and my heart hurts in fire and in cold. Hard to write with tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat

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