Here I love you – Pablo Neruda
Here I love you.
In the dark pines wind disentangles itself.
The moon glows like phosphorus on the vagrant waters.
Days, all one kind, go chasing each other.
The snow unfurls in dancing figures.
A silver gull slips down from the west.
Sometimes a sail. High, high stars.Oh the black cross of a ship.
Alone.
Sometimes I get up early and even my soul is wet.
Far away the sea sounds and resounds.
This is a port.
Here I love you.Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain.
I love you still among these cold things.
Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels
that cross the sea towards no arrival.
I see myself forgotten like those old anchors.
The piers sadden when the afternoon moors there.
My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose.
I love what I do not have. You are so far.
My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights.
But night comes and starts to sing to me.The moon turns its clockwork dream.
The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
And as I love you, the pines in the wind
want to sing your name with their leaves of wire.Pablo Neruda “Here I love you” from “Twenty poems of love and a song of despair” (Veinte poemas de amor y una cancion desesperada), 1924.
Continuing the series of the love poems…Another favorite of mine, Pablo Neruda. Chilean born, Nobel laureate for literature in 1971 and probably, one of the greatest poets of the 20th Century.
I bought his book in a small library found on a hidden street, somewhere in Barcelona, while outside was raining slowly.. His poetry is simple and romantic. Everytime I go back to it and re-read those 21 poems, my heart finds a certain restful joy… Like I am finding some sort of “home” for my own feelings of love.
You can read his wonderful poems here, in Spanish, and some others translated in English here.
