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Monday Poetry Reading - 08MAR04 - The Things Hidden in You

The Things Hidden in You

(En Su Llama Mortal, Pablo Neruda; 1924)

Freely Translated into English from the Spanish by Dale Hudjik

Distant ashen-faced mourner
standing against the aging spirals of twilight:
The light envelopes you
in its corporeal flame.

Full of the souls of the flame,
solitary heir of this day of devastation;
my friend, you are unable to speak,
silenced in the loneliness of this hour of the dead.

(continued below)

• melanie - oh wow! that was lovely! I'm glad someone else is finally joining in :)

A branch from the sun
falls on your dark attire, and suddenly
the immense roots of night
grow from your soul
and the things hidden in you
come out.
In that way a people,
your new born, pallid and blue,
take nourishment.

Magnificent, attractive, fertile servant
of the cycle of black following gold:
Rise up proudly
and claim your creation, so alive
that its flowers wither
filling you with sadness.

• 29MAR04 Try Something Different (Rumi)
• 22MAR04 Aquí Te Amo (Neruda)
• 08MAR04 The Things Hidden In You (Neruda)

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