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#100 love sonnets
mitskey · 2 years
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—L.M. Montgomery, Anne of The Island/ Louisa May Alcott, Little Women/ Unknown/ John Keats, To The Ladies Who Saw Me Crowned/ Anne Sexton, Suicide Note: The Complete Poems/ Irish Murdoch, The Italian Girls/ Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath/ Anne Sexton, The Truth the Dead Know/ Virginia Woolf, The Waves/ Pablo Neruda, One Hundred Sonnets
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derangedrhythms · 11 months
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Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets/Cien sonetos de amor; from ‘I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair…’, tr. Stephen Tapscott
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words-and-coffee · 10 months
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I have hunger for your mouth, for your voice, for your hair. and though streets I go not nourishing myself, quiet, Bread does not sustain me, the dawn drives me mad, I look for the liquid sound of your feet in the day. I hunger for your laugh that slips, for your hands the colour of a furious harvest, I have hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like an untouched almond. I want to eat the sunbeam burnt in your beauty, the sovereign nose of the arrogant face, I want to eat the fleeting shadow of your lashes, and hungry I come and go sniffing the twilight, looking for you, looking for your hot heart, like a puma in the solitude of Quitratue.
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets: XI
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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
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petaltexturedskies · 9 months
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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
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bitesizedpoetry · 2 years
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Pablo Neruda
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auntieblues · 4 months
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“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.” ― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
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albarrancabrera · 2 years
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Albarran Cabrera   —–   Instagram
The Mouth of Krishna
2022, #891 Toned Gelatine Silver Print
“Green was the silence, wet was the light, the month of June trembled like a butterfly.” ―Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets Neither poetry nor photography depicts an objective reality. As any art form, they represent a singular and subjective version of reality unique to the poet or photographer. But both art forms share common attributes. The poet and the photographer study a specific subject through a personal point of view, they both reflect and reframe a malleable reality from a perspective directly related to the memories, experiences and thoughts of the autor. .
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wreckedheart · 1 year
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“so I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache.”
― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
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rains-of-words · 1 year
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I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
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laylaslibrary · 9 months
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"Everything you do is full of flowers."
Pablo Neruda, from 100 Love Sonnets
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beljar · 1 year
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and everything burned in blue.
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
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derangedrhythms · 11 months
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Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets/Cien sonetos de amor; from ‘I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair…’, tr. Stephen Tapscott
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words-and-coffee · 1 year
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Oh invade me with your scalding mouth, search me if you like, with your nocturnal eyes, but allow me to sail and sleep upon your name.
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets: I
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mythoughttherapy · 11 months
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“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
—Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
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Esquisse pour l'Hôtel de Ville de Paris - La Verité entraînant les Sciences à sa suite répand sa lumière sur les hommes.  [Guillaume Gris]
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“I love you like the plant that does not bloom and carries in itself, hidden, the light of those flowers,” ― Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
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