taken from neruda's poem 'poetry' (Remove filter)
Neruda
at that age I was summoned
abruptly
it touched me
violent ...
i was without
words
i was without
winter fires
it touched me
and
poetry arrived.
Tuesday 13th October 2015 3:45 pm
taken from neruda's poem 'poetry' (Remove filter)
at that age I was summoned
abruptly
it touched me
violent ...
i was without
words
i was without
winter fires
it touched me
and
poetry arrived.
Tuesday 13th October 2015 3:45 pm
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