tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804268.post112533694652010202..comments2023-08-06T00:46:27.179+08:00Comments on poetic license: beautiful poetry always makes me crycargwapshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08255623841643008436noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9804268.post-1136913747595085742006-01-11T01:22:00.000+08:002006-01-11T01:22:00.000+08:00THE COLLECTOROn a wall in Neruda’s house, which ho...THE COLLECTOR<BR/><BR/>On a wall in Neruda’s house, which hovers like a hawk<BR/>Above the town, is an embalmed, bright pink Venezuelan<BR/>Coro-coro. A black and white poem tells of the sky<BR/>Lit up by the scarlet feathers of the Caribbean.<BR/><BR/>In the trees beyond his window, where he wrote in green ink,<BR/>Sparrows play against a backdrop of multi-coloured roofs<BR/>And honeyed ocean blues. In his bar is a stuffed penguin;<BR/>A collection of beer mats. Another poem declares:<BR/><BR/>Amo las cosas locas<BR/>Locamente.<BR/><BR/><BR/>valparaiso 18.10.04maldororhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09416825804561597326noreply@blogger.com