Pablo Neruda

(12 July 1904 – 23 September 1973 / Parral)

Gentleman Alone

Poem by Pablo Neruda

The young maricones and the horny muchachas,
The big fat widows delirious from insomnia,
The young wives thirty hours' pregnant,
And the hoarse tomcats that cross my garden at night,
Like a collar of palpitating sexual oysters
Surround my solitary home,
Enemies of my soul,
Conspirators in pajamas
Who exchange deep kisses for passwords.
Radiant summer brings out the lovers
In melancholy regiments,
Fat and thin and happy and sad couples;
Under the elegant coconut palms, near the ocean and moon,
There is a continual life of pants and panties,
A hum from the fondling of silk stockings,
And women's breasts that glisten like eyes.
The salary man, after a while,
After the week's tedium, and the novels read in bed at night,
Has decisively fucked his neighbor,
And now takes her to the miserable movies,
Where the heroes are horses or passionate princes,
And he caresses her legs covered with sweet down
With his ardent and sweaty palms that smell like cigarettes.
The night of the hunter and the night of the husband
Come together like bed sheets and bury me,
And the hours after lunch, when the students and priests are masturbating,
And the animals mount each other openly,
And the bees smell of blood, and the flies buzz cholerically,
And cousins play strange games with cousins,
And doctors glower at the husband of the young patient,
And the early morning in which the professor, without a thought,
Pays his conjugal debt and eats breakfast,
And to top it all off, the adulterers, who love each other truly
On beds big and tall as ships:
So, eternally,
This twisted and breathing forest crushes me
With gigantic flowers like mouth and teeth
And black roots like fingernails and shoes.


Translated by Mike Topp


Comments about Gentleman Alone by Pablo Neruda

  • Britte NinadBritte Ninad (6/2/2018 10:01:00 PM)

    the adulterers, who love each other truly
    On beds big and tall as ships:
    So, eternally,
    This twisted and breathing forest crushes me
    With gigantic flowers like mouth and teeth
    And black roots like fingernails and shoes.(Report)Reply

    Where''s Your Imagination(6/2/2018 11:10:00 PM)

    Just copying stanzas is illiterate.

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  • Mahtab BangaleeMahtab Bangalee (6/2/2018 9:54:00 PM)

    So, eternally,
    This twisted and breathing forest crushes me
    With gigantic flowers like mouth and teeth
    And black roots like fingernails and shoes.

    the pricking mind absolute alone...(Report)Reply

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  • Susan WilliamsSusan Williams (6/2/2018 2:49:00 PM)

    Me thinks the gentleman has been alone too long! ! !(Report)Reply

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  • Me Poet Yeps PoetMe Poet Yeps Poet (6/2/2018 11:10:00 AM)

    SEXUALLY EXCELLENT COVERED MANY ASPECTS OF VISUAL SEXUALITY A LOVER ROMANTIC POET WAS HE AND SO SPOKE OPENLY..THIS...And the hours after lunch, when the students and priests are masturbating,
    And the animals mount each other openly, AND And cousins play strange games with cousins,
    And doctors glower at the husband of the young patient, BY PABLO NERUDA(Report)Reply

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  • Muzahidul RezaMuzahidul Reza (6/2/2018 5:28:00 AM)

    Gentleman Alone, excellent title shows the is about, well done by Pablo Neruda(Report)Reply

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  • Douglas Scotney (6/2/2018 2:40:00 AM)

    busy neighborhood, Pablo......(Report)Reply

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  • Robert Murray SmithRobert Murray Smith (6/2/2018 12:23:00 AM)

    A sexual extravaganza that pawns.(Report)Reply

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  • Brian JaniBrian Jani (4/27/2014 5:01:00 AM)

    Awesome I like this poem, check mine out (Report)Reply

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  • Gg Levi (8/29/2012 3:45:00 PM)

    A shockingly poor translation that eviscerates Neruda's stunning poem. What a shame and a tragedy.(Report)Reply

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  • Sohini Sengupta (5/31/2012 8:39:00 AM)

    visceral...
    heady......

    awesome.(Report)Reply

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  • Juniper March (10/14/2009 5:57:00 PM)

    It hurts to read a poem this good. My head is spinning just incredible I can taste the words(Report)Reply

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  • Mari Velazco (8/7/2009 7:45:00 PM)

    wow!
    it makes u feel lyk
    if u were actually there
    or lyk if it was on t.v
    I LOVE IT=](Report)Reply

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  • Josephine DunnJosephine Dunn (7/7/2009 12:52:00 PM)

    Wow - such vivid pictures - such smells - fantastic!(Report)Reply

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  • Harashia Crawford (6/2/2009 8:50:00 AM)

    I Love this poem... It is the truth about some men... Not all though(Report)Reply

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  • Stefanie Padilla (6/3/2008 4:56:00 PM)

    Yes, quite.
    Scintillating scent
    toe-groove truth(Report)Reply

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  • okeydokey #3 (2/21/2008 10:15:00 PM)

    Oh wow.
    I do not quite know what to say.
    It is good, no?
    A little...well.
    Never mind.
    I like it.
    Quite.(Report)Reply

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  • Delilah Miller (1/7/2007 5:46:00 PM)

    'Come together like bed sheets and bury me' Sounds like Pablo is overwhelmed by all the activites described.(Report)Reply

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  • john tiong chunghoojohn tiong chunghoo (12/23/2006 9:01:00 AM)

    pablo sounds vulgar but not obscene in this wonderful poem.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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