Neruda Poem by Eugene Ethelbert Miller

Neruda



Neruda's head is across town.
It's in the garden outside
the OAS building.
I need to go there.
No, I need to find what they
did to the rest of Neruda's body.
Where are Neruda's hands?
Legs? Feet? Did someone believe
Neruda's poems came only from his head?
What does one make love with?
Bring me Neruda's poems!
Ask them to confess.

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