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Lisa Korpan
(6/18/2009 2:01:00 PM) |
I am looking for this poem in Spanish....
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T. Alfred Norman
(1/4/2009 10:21:00 PM) |
Ahhh..poetry. The entire existence of everything inconceivable and imaginable left behind on the paper as your penpoint passes by and you grasp the thing that eludes you.....that is poetry, that is Neruda.
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Omcar Hari
(4/1/2008 6:29:00 PM) |
Pablo Neruda! he is a great & pure poet of my youth...
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James Kwiej
(11/24/2007 7:57:00 PM) |
poetry opened me. il postino sent me. i've started to write.
thanks pablo neruda
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Edgar Eslit
(9/3/2007 2:02:00 AM) |
Poetry, poetry and poetry is the language of a living soul. Pablo Neruda immortalizes such point in his 'Poetry'. He finds refuge for his immortal thoughts through the power of his pen in the form of poetry. Now its spirit moves on.
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John Tiong Chunghoo
(7/4/2006 6:01:00 AM) |
yes poetry is full of mystery. sometimes, i too wrote poems as if they had written themselves and used me as the media to let loose their pains and joys.
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Christine Austin Cole
(5/29/2005 1:12:00 PM) |
Ah! Pablo.
I discovered this piece in a book just a few short days ago and fell immediately in love. I exist, I think, somewhere inside these words. *sigh*
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