Thursday, May 18, 2017

 In “Ars Poetica,” Pablo Neruda makes the reader a voyeur to his creative process:
"As a poet-carpenter
I first seek the wood
rough or smooth, so inclined
with my hands I touch the scent,
I smell the color, pass my fingers
over the fragrant integrity,
through the silence of the system,
until I sleep or pass to another body,
or take off my clothes or submerge myself
in the health of the wood,
in its round ramparts."

---Pablo Neruda

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