Pablo Neruda (1904–1973) was born in Parral, Chile, and is considered one of the greatest poets of the twentieth century. He was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1971. Accomplished in styles ranging from erotically charged love poems to surrealist works, historical epics and political manifestos, he was also a powerful figure in Chilean politics.
Clenched Soul by Pablo Neruda
We have lost even this twilight.
No one saw us this evening hand in hand
While the blue night dropped on the world.
I have seen from my window
The fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops.
Sometimes a piece of sun
Burned like a coin in my hand.
I remembered you with my soul clenched
In that sadness of mine that you know.
Where were you then?
Who else was there?
Saying what?
Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly
When I am sad and feel you are far away?
The book fell that always closed at twilight
And my blue sweater rolled like a hurt dog at my feet.
Always, always you recede through the evenings
Toward the twilight erasing statues.
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