Ode To Ironing Poem by Pablo Neruda

Ode To Ironing

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Poetry is white:
it comes from water swathed in drops,
it wrinkles and gathers,
this planet's skin has to spread out,
the sea's whiteness has to be ironed out,
and the hands keep moving,
the sacred surfaces get smoothed,
and things are done this way:
the hands make the world every day,
fire conjoins with steel,
linen, canvas, and cotton arrive
from the scuffles in the laundries,
and from light a dove is born:
chastity returns out of the foam.

Wednesday, March 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: house
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Anita Aparajita Das 27 September 2017

it comes from water swathed in drops, it wrinkles and gathers, this planet's skin has to spread out, the sea's whiteness has to be ironed out, Beautiful description of poetry. Thanks poet.

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Dr Antony Theodore 12 April 2019

The great Neruda.. who am I to comment on him.. tony

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Dr Antony Theodore 17 November 2020

Poetry is white: it comes from water swathed in drops, it wrinkles and gathers, this planet's skin has to spread out, Great poem.

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Shaun Cronick 02 May 2020

Great imagery one of his almost best loved poems. Many thanks.

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vukani 02 September 2019

Poor Pablo... imagine listening to your own creation being desecrated by robovoice.... sigh

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Dr Antony Theodore 21 August 2019

poet Pablo Neruda #6 on top 500 poets Poet's PagePoemsQuotesCommentsStatsE-BooksBiographyVideosShare on FacebookShare on Twitter Poems by Pablo Neruda: 69 / 145 « prev. poem next poem » Ode To Ironing - Poem by Pablo Neruda Autoplay next video Poetry is white: it comes from water swathed in drops, it wrinkles and gathers, this planet's skin has to spread out, what an imagination.. of Neruda

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Dr Antony Theodore 03 July 2019

Poetry is white: it comes from water swathed in drops, it wrinkles and gathers, this planet's skin has to spread out, .. the great poet's cogitations on the poet and poems. tony

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