Sadness, scarab
with seven crippled feet,
spiderweb egg,
scramble-brained rat,
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Breathtaking is the image i see as i read thru the words u write! marvellous is the word in which the above lets me roam thumbs up! ! ! ! !
Marvellous - I adore Neruda- this poem is not about sadness, it's about the refusal of sadness to enter the world created by the poet, who dreams of the colors and smells outside his hermit cave, and refuses the sadness and agony of his country's terrible scars. It's a strong rebelion against political power, not permiting the poet's word to be heard. He deserved the Nobel Prize, and I admire his bravery. Panmelys
His pen is like the axe in the hand of an able lumberjack, swiftly sweeping through the hardened bark of stress from the monotony of an ordinary life.