Unity Poem by Pablo Neruda

Unity

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There is something dense, united, settled in the depths,
repeating its number, its identical sign.
How it is noted that stones have touched time,
in their refined matter there is an odor of age,
of water brought by the sea, from salt and sleep.

I'm encircled by a single thing, a single movement:
a mineral weight, a honeyed light
cling to the sound of the word "noche":
the tint of wheat, of ivory, of tears,
things of leather, of wood, of wool,
archaic, faded, uniform,
collect around me like walls.

I work quietly, wheeling over myself,
a crow over death, a crow in mourning.
I mediate, isolated in the spread of seasons,
centric, encircled by a silent geometry:
a partial temperature drifts down from the sky,
a distant empire of confused unities
reunites encircling me.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
* Sunprincess * 11 August 2015

......excellent write...time is a wonderful theme ★

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Indira Renganathan 06 December 2016

Different things like different seasons opposite to each other unite to encircle life at different points, stages, periods of Time.....good to read

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blabla 07 June 2018

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Dr Dillip K Swain 07 September 2022

I work quietly, wheeling over myself, a crow over death, a crow in mourning. I mediate, isolated in the spread of seasons, centric, encircled by a silent geometry....loved the fantastic expression! Superb! !

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Dr Antony Theodore 17 November 2020

I work quietly, wheeling over myself, a crow over death, a crow in mourning. I mediate, isolated in the spread of seasons, centric, encircled by a silent geometry: great poem.

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Dr Antony Theodore 13 October 2020

I'm encircled by a single thing, a single movement: a mineral weight, a honeyed light cling to the sound of the word " noche" : a very fine poem of Pablo. tony

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Dr Antony Theodore 10 April 2020

I work quietly, wheeling over myself, a crow over death, a crow in mourning. I mediate, isolated in the spread of seasons, centric, encircled by a silent geometry: wonderful poem of Neruda- tony

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Dr Antony Theodore 08 April 2019

I mediate, isolated in the spread of seasons, centric, encircled by a silent geometry: a partial temperature drifts down from the sky, a distant empire of confused unities reunites encircling me. beautiful. tony

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