"You came to my kisses with the fire of an unchained meteor and as you melted in my blood, the sweetness of the wild plum of our childhood I received in my mouth, and I clutched you to my breast as if I were regaining earth and life"
"Your whole body has a fullness or a gentleness destined for me. When I move my hand up I find in each place a dove that was seeking me, as if they had, love, made you of clay for my own potter's hands. Your knees, your breasts, your waist are missing parts of me like the hollow of a thirsty earth from which they broke off a form, and together are complete like a single river, like a single grain of sand."
Another collection of love poems from the master of love poems. Perfection.
Frankly, if I have to read the word “el pecho” one more time I’ll explode. I think the word “breast” made it into every single one of these poems. Same goes for “amor mío” — it gets tired very quickly.
This books kind of reminds me of song of songs from the Bible. It’s very passionate and romantic with some really beautiful images. i loved it until the last 20 pages where i started to feel like the love described was conditional and that the partner being written about was sanctified by the fact that she was loved by the speaker. Of course, that’s to do with the content, which isn’t nearly as important as how it’s written. just didn’t leave a good taste in my mouth. I feel like i’ve met this man before and im not a fan. however, i absolutely loved the writing and translation. Neruda is a good poet. good guy? no clue. but id definitely recommend this book. especially if someone wants to read some love poetry that doesn’t make them cringe and feels pretty pure.
Some really beautiful poems in this, absolutely love ‘Your feet’ and ‘If you forget me’. He does however mention breasts way too much, definitely a boob guy!