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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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  • Ruben Rivera (4/8/2013 6:09:00 PM)

    Continued from my last comment: In fact, that Neruda says things like, [everything carries me to you], and [My love feeds on your love], tells me that he is admitting his dependence on her. Thus if she stops loving him and forgets him, his love will likewise diminish. (Report) Reply

  • Ruben Rivera (4/8/2013 3:50:00 PM)

    I cannot be sure without talking to Neruda, and of course that is now impossible since he is dead now these 40 years. But as I reread this poem it occurs to me that it is not so much selfish: hey, stop loving me, and I'll just stop loving you. Easy as pie. No, this love he talks about is too expansive (everything carries me to you / as if everything that exists...) to drop so easily as if costing nothing. Instead, I think this is a poem about how love cannot exist of itself. Love needs love (My love feeds on your love, he says) . If one stops loving you, it is not a law that you will stop loving them back, but they should not be surprised if they too are forgotten and replaced with another love. This poem tells me that it is very possible to lose the love of my love when I stop loving. This poem tells me to be careful. (Report) Reply

  • Keith Crawford (4/5/2013 10:19:00 PM)

    Unrequited love is love never the less. Leaving another free to make her own choice has no bearing on the love he has for her. (Report) Reply

  • N J (4/4/2013 9:09:00 AM)

    all i see in this poem is a cynic who loves only for the sake of getting loved in return.
    if his lovers love for him diminishes he mercilessly abandons her.
    what an horribly self-centered person he is.
    he shouldn't be given the right to love anyone.
    he is a disgrace for all the pure hearted lovers in this world. (Report) Reply

  • Neela Nath (2/27/2013 8:47:00 AM)

    Poets can peep into the heart of anyone, if there's love or lost love, so is his expression on love. (Report) Reply

  • Jahan Zeb (1/20/2013 6:40:00 AM)

    If suddenly
    you forget me
    do not look for me,
    for I shall already have forgotten you.

    This is surely his faith and confidence in his love. She can not forget her because he thinks hen't be forgotten until he has love for him. That is how it goes I think.
    A lovely one (Report) Reply

  • Deb C (1/13/2013 6:47:00 AM)

    In my humble opinion, he's protecting himself. If his love were to desert him, he would refuse to pine after her. Pride. It's not that he wouldn't be heartbroken, he'd just refuse to show it. He'd move on; his ''roots will set off to seek another land''. He's not being shallow and his attitude isn't 'I'll love you so long as you love me'- it's I'll love you so long as you'll allow me to, but if you should choose to leave me and all we have, don't expect me to wait for you, forever washed up on the shore. For he has a life to live too. A life he'd happily spend cherishing his love, so long as the feeling is mutual. If not, he'd accept it let her live her life as well as moving on to live his own. Broken-hearted, perhaps, but his pride and dignity will triumph. (Report) Reply

  • Ana Lovric (1/3/2013 8:05:00 PM)

    For you, Jadrane. I would have loved you with implacable fire, for all of our grumpy and long lives, if you just stayed.
    But here I am, alone at the shore of the heart where I have roots. And there is nothing else for me to do than to move on...
    Ana (Report) Reply

  • Shreya Ganguly (12/18/2012 9:50:00 AM)

    its a hope against hope...that unfathomable love, that bondage still exists....the poet's hatred, agony can never overshadow his love....-i believe in him...no matter how tough we are, love melts us all.... :) (Report) Reply

  • Hope Cope (12/9/2012 1:46:00 AM)

    i LOVED IT...it relates very well to my current situation in life. [3 [3 (Report) Reply

  • Cherry Cheng (12/9/2012 1:22:00 AM)

    I love it. There are many people in the world, but one and only is my love. If you forget me, I would leave u..... (Report) Reply

  • Paul M (12/4/2012 9:07:00 AM)

    It is beautiful to me. The speaker puts all of their vulnerability out on the line. I am all yours forever as long as you love me, on one hand. Then on the other hand, If you you stop loving me, I will live on without you and I will not be hurt by you.
    The message to me... never take your lover for granted. Love them with intention every single day... (Report) Reply

  • Angel Plant (11/23/2012 4:05:00 PM)

    This was sent to me by someone special. I love it. Beautiful and amazing.54538 (Report) Reply

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