Reyes Basoalto

13 May 2011 at 21:47 Leave a comment

Pablo Neruda has not usually entered my sensibilities.  He’s a rather selfish poet (aren’t we all?).  But…

La Rama Robada/The Stolen Branch

though the translation I read was not ideal, the Spanish truly is.

A perfect poem.  Amidst all the stomping strutting of  The Captain’s Verses.

En la noche entraremos


Entry filed under: beauty, reading.

Reads like a Monody Scott-Heron

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