Rewritten Past
We have to discard the past
although it keeps a grip
dust falls on thorns
as if it would crash unwittingly
There is nothing, there was always what we were, we are not.
It all has to be filled
Memories mean nothing.
Stripped from the words of Pablo Neruda's Past
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Comments (2)
I didn't know you read Neruda! Or did you just find this accidentally? I usually don't bother with translated poetry, because I think it usually loses a lot in translation, but Neruda and Rilke are two writers so good that even translations can't ruin their lines.
Posted by shawn | February 23, 2005 11:08 PM
Posted on February 23, 2005 23:08
Yeah i had to read some of both for a class and while reading Pablo Neruda I messed around with some of his work cause i liked it.
Haha i have successed in suprising you yet again... whooopie
Posted by dan | February 24, 2005 2:37 PM
Posted on February 24, 2005 14:37