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Title	:	Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair
Author	:	Pablo Neruda
Book Format	:	Paperback
Book Edition	:	Special Edition
Pages	:	Pages: 70 pages
Published	:	December 26th 2006 by Penguin Classics (first published 1924)
Categories	:	Poetry. Classics. Romance. European Literature. Spanish Literature. Fiction. Cultural. Latin American. Literature

Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair

Pablo Neruda

Paperback | Pages: 70 pages

Rating: 4.3 | 47238 Users | 2094 Reviews

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When it appeared in 1924, this work launched into the international spotlight a young and unknown poet whose writings would ignite a generation. W. S. Merwin's incomparable translation faces the original Spanish text. Now in a black-spine Classics edition with an introduction by Cristina Garcia, this book stands as an essential collection that continues to inspire lovers and poets around the world.
The most popular work by Chile's Nobel Prize-winning poet, and the subject of Pablo Larraín's acclaimed feature film Neruda starring Gael García Bernal.

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Original Title:	Veinte poemas de amor y una canción desesperada
ISBN:	0143039962 (ISBN13: 9780143039969)
Edition Language:	English

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Oír la noche inmensa, más inmensa sin ella.Y el verso cae al alma como al pasto el rocío. *To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.This is musicality being butchered. Always more interested in the song of despair, but I feel like giving this another try due to someone's review, and after many years.April 24, 19*Sometimes, the more things change, the more they stay the same. Again, three stars. A bit tragic, despite being

Stephen Dobyns, in his forward to this edition, tells of what occurred at a poetry event in Venezuela, sometime in the 60s. After Chilean poet Pablo Neruda concluded his prepared reading, he opened himself up to requests. The first request, from a member of this audience of six hundred, was for poem #20 from this book (Tonight I could write the saddest lines). When Neruda apologized, saying he had neglected to bring that particular poem, four hundred people stood up and recited the poem to him.

One of the most beautiful collection of love poems ever (and followed by one which will bring tears to your eyes), Neruda is clearly a master of language and feeling and I always derive comfort from every time I read this book. She loved me, sometimes I loved her.How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.To think I dont have her. To feel that Ive lost her. To hear the immense night, more immense without her. And the poem falls to the soul as dew

Tempting as it may appear to wrap the poetic pearls from this collection of Nerudas heartbeats into a warm shawl of erotic wool, do resist it and pause. These loquacious verses that assemble at the nape of a lover or ripple playfully across the soft mountains of a beloveds waist, magnify when viewed through the dual lenses of night and water . I have said that you sang in the windlike pines and like masts.Like them you are tall and taciturn,and you are sad, all at once, like a voyage.You

[Note on edit: This is not a review. These are peals of pleasure of a man drunk on Neruda wine, blurting out extempore, when he finished reading this poetry collection]Pablo Neruda the name evokes romance and revolution in my consciousness, a riot of metaphors impregnated with sui generis imagery, a dark and intense celebration of love and beauty, a flood of high emotions that assails my senses and then dulls them, such that in that state of mind I'm receptive to nothing in the world except

It is true that when we are dealing with such an equally popular and admired author, we expect something extraordinary and therefore it spoils the effect of discovery. It was my first Neruda; a bilingual collection (where I had fun reading also the original version) which consists of three small collections of different forms. A very simple writing, but which reaches greatness, where the woman is in the center; all types of women and all types of metaphors. Neruda has managed to express herself

Tonight I can write the saddest linesI loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. I'm still drunk on Neruda's poems and to be honest, I'm not sure I'll sober up again anytime soon. The author's words seem to draw you into a kind of trance in which you start to say the poems out loud, creating a mixture of the poet's feelings and yours. You then keep the trance by listening to your own words, Neruda's words spoken through your tongue; the sound that could hypnotize you easily till dawn. I am no