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The more bored I became

with my unacceptable person,

the more I returned to the theme of my person;

worst of all,

I kept painting myself to myself

in the midst of a happening.

What an idiot (I said to myself

a thousand times over) to perfect all that craft

of description and describe only myself,

as though I had nothing to show but my head,

nothing better to tell than the mistakes of a lifetime

Tell me, good brothers,

I said at the Fisherman’s Union,

do you love yourselves as I do?

The plain truth of it is:

we fishermen stick to our fishing,

while you fish for yourself (said

the fishermen): you fish over and over again

for yourself, then throw yourself back in the sea.

-by Pablo Neruda


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If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch…

-Pablo Neruda

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