Leaning Into The Afternoons Poem by Pablo Neruda

Leaning Into The Afternoons

Rating: 3.4


Leaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets
towards your oceanic eyes.

There in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens and flames,
its arms turning like a drowning man's.

I send out red signals across your absent eyes
that smell like the sea or the beach by a lighthouse.

You keep only darkness, my distant female,
from your regard sometimes the coast of dread emerges.

Leaning into the afternoons I fling my sad nets
to that sea that is thrashed by your oceanic eyes.

The birds of night peck at the first stars
that flash like my soul when I love you.

The night gallops on its shadowy mare
shedding blue tassels over the land.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Yuan Pancho 08 October 2004

i cant get enough of him. thsi was the fisrt poem i heard from pablo and it really broke my heart.... leaning is something surreal...

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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 29 November 2014

A great poem on human emotions beautifully in the poem of the great poet and likes it.

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Brian Jani 27 April 2014

Awesome I like this poem, check mine out 

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Emily Zahm 01 January 2008

I particularly like the last two couplets. It's interesting, even though the piece obviously holds no pretensions to the form, this poem feels quite a bit like a ghazal. Simply the feel of the lines, I suppose. For some reason, Neruda has never grown on me as I would like him to do, but I rather like this. Perhaps I simply need to read more of his work.

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Mark Earls 22 November 2006

No person who has ever loved should be without a poem from Neruda. No-one.

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John Tiong Chunghoo 03 July 2006

pablo, my share of your experience of love your walk it soothes the part of my heart that springs smartness

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