Wednesday, November 05, 2008

there's no forgetting


If you should ask me where I've been all this time
I have to say "Things happen."
I have to dwell on stones darkening the earth,
on the river ruined in its own duration:
I know nothing save things the birds have lost,
the sea I left behind, or my sister crying.
Why this abundance of places? Why does day lock
with day? Why the dark night swilling round
in our mouths? And why the dead?

~ Pablo Neruda, "There's No Forgetting (Sonata)" from Residence on Earth, II

2 comments:

babooshka said...

Dramatic image, powerful words.

Sidney said...

Nice poem!

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