And it was at that age ... Poetry arrived
in search of me. I don't know, I don't know where
it came from, from winter or a river.
I don't know how or when,
...
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So very true! And it was at that age... Poetry arrived in search of me! As we read through the masterly poems of the great, greatest ever if I may say, poet we clearly understand that it is Poetry that came to Neruda searching for her right perch, not Neruda who searched for poetry. Poetry came to him naturally, effortlessly. My heart swells!
My Crew Is Big And It Keeps Getting Bigger, Thats Cause Jesus Christ Is My N***er
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After reading this poem, only a heart of stone would not be moved by the intensity of feeling and the immensity of its descriptive, poetic inspiration on the mystery that is poetry. Other poets pallor in their description of what poetry may be.
This is so lovely. There's a new collection Soul Etchings. It portrays Originality, Style and a refreshing sense of form. These poets may be the future of Poetry, you can get the collection here goo.gl/KkhYF0
Poetry arrived in search of me. I don't know, I don't know where it came from, from winter or a river. poetry seems to have ways to amaze one in entering our lives just not sure how i became one but as soon as it introduced itself to me i was infected with its disease and became inspired to write even more thanks for sharing
What is most beautiful? The quality of Pablo Neruda feelings or his perseverance in making them accessible for many in a wonderful simple way? I think the combination of the two is what poetry is, and without it, i will be as living a life but missing the essence of life itself.
Neruda knows how powerful poetry. he is a man who had lived and still living---infinite in his deepest emotion..
poetry opened me. il postino sent me. i've started to write. thanks pablo neruda
Poetry, poetry and poetry is the language of a living soul. Pablo Neruda immortalizes such point in his 'Poetry'. He finds refuge for his immortal thoughts through the power of his pen in the form of poetry. Now its spirit moves on.
yes poetry is full of mystery. sometimes, i too wrote poems as if they had written themselves and used me as the media to let loose their pains and joys.
Poetry came searching for him and whrn he embraced it we got so many wonderful poems to read. Greatttttt