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Pablo Neruda

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

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If You Forget Me


I want you to know
one thing.

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  • Aliey Hogan (9/28/2006 6:26:00 PM)

    This poem is neat-my class is studying a lot of poems by Neruda, and he's really good (Report) Reply

  • Mandolin Kewitsch (8/11/2006 2:42:00 AM)

    A poem that reminds all that love is like a puzzle. If the piece doesn't fit, it will never fit, and we should not remain where there is no love to be found. But if we are so lucky as to meet that comrade soul, and our jigsaw matches, then let us continue on... (Report) Reply

  • Brian Dorn (7/17/2006 10:59:00 AM)

    Where love is nurtured, love will remain... but if neglected, love will search elsewhere to be sustained. (Report) Reply

  • Zoe H (7/12/2006 7:19:00 PM)

    I see it as less of a threat and more of an expression of his dual independence and attachment. It seems more as though he is trying to be realistic, while at the same time telling her he does love her. (Report) Reply

  • Mandira Mitra (7/5/2006 11:25:00 AM)

    Dear poetry hound,
    Its no surprise that you find the threat bizarre. Neruda is not your Mills and Boon sloshy love poet. And what is love anyway? (Report) Reply

  • Poetry Hound (6/16/2006 2:41:00 PM)

    This is a sentimental poem so I'm not surprised that it's popular. And while it could easily have gotten too sappy, it by and large avoids that. How interesting and unusual that it contains that threat in the middle - If you leave me, then I'll leave you. What the hell is that doing in the middle of a love poem? And it even gets sort of nyah nyah grade-schoolish with the line saying that if you forget about me, then I'll have forgotten about you first. What a bizarre thing to say to your lover. And yet, it underscores the love because he is so attached to her - almost merged with her - that anything she does is a part of him. It's almost creepy and gives the poem an edginess and a weird energy, which makes it that much more oritinal. (Report) Reply

  • Cherry Ann Arenajo (2/11/2006 6:35:00 AM)

    I am particularly fascinated about this peom because..it really touches the reader. If i were to go back in time, i would definitely want to him Pablo Neruda coz for me he is one of the greatest writer of all times! (Report) Reply

  • Tranette Williams (1/29/2006 1:06:00 PM)

    I don't think this poem just applies to the broken hearted. I am very much in love and I was thinking of reading this poem at my wedding. I don't think there would be divorce in our future but I know that the person you love needs to remember that love has to be worked at consciously once it has been there long. (Report) Reply

  • Christian Eliab Ratnam (9/28/2005 2:32:00 AM)

    The poet gives all the counsel needed to the victims of breakups. And all counsel in a poem is not an easy task, thus in being able to combine counsel with the finest essence of poetry Mr Neruda has done a good job indeed. (Report) Reply

  • Shree Banerjee (9/24/2005 3:23:00 AM)

    It is so difficult to believe the poem when one is in love. love seems so eternal.like you can keep on loving a person no matter what.i guess its only after a heartbreak that you know that the poet is right...that love is mortal, that love feeds on love, that love dies when unrequited. i guess what remains is the memory of being in love. for all those who want to move on....this is just the poem. this is reality. (Report) Reply

  • Hena - (6/4/2005 8:36:00 PM)

    one of my favourite poems ever! the sheer simplicity of the words used is where the beauty of it lies.. the IL POSTINO version of it recited by madonna impacts more in touching one. read redress of poetry by seamus heaney and it'll vouch for the greatness of this poem, it gives goosebumps, everytime one reads it, and thats pure art. a very true poem.. its how it always is! (Report) Reply

  • Saurabh Sharma (4/15/2005 1:19:00 PM)

    truly a great poem, it portrays the pure feeling of love in the most practical way and teaches all youngsters to move on in life no matter how there love-story ends! (Report) Reply

  • Lori Caratzola (1/31/2005 9:42:00 PM)

    While it may seem so sad at first, it is actually a very realistic view of love, why dwell in unrequited love? (Report) Reply

  • Kwinzell Verzosa (1/13/2005 7:41:00 AM)

    to forget is to let go? or is it a state of denial, a defense mechanism? why do we wish to forget when we really don't want to? to keep the pain from escalating, from further ruining us? But we like the pain, we revel in it.

    Neruda sure knows how to pierce the heart. (Report) Reply

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