Monday, March 14, 2011

The Dictator... By Pablo Neruda. Comments

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An odor has remained among the sugarcane:
A mixture of blood and body, a penetrating petal that brings nausea.
Between the coconut palms the graves are full
Of ruined bones, of speechless death-rattles,
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