Occupation: Senator Of Chile Birth: July 12, 1904 Death: September 23, 1973
Oh to follow the road that leads away from everything, without anguish, death, winter waiting along it with their eyes open through the dew..
Everything is ceremony in the wild garden of childhood..
I will bring you flowers from the mountains, bluebells, dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses. I want to do with you what spring does with the ch….
Everything is so alive, that I can be alive. Without moving I can see it all. In your life I see everything that lives..
I learned about life from life itself, love I learned in a single kiss and could teach no one anything except that I have lived with something in com….
Sometimes a piece of sun burned like a coin in my hand..
Love is a war of lightning, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness. Kiss by kiss I cover your tiny infinity, your margins, your rivers, yo….
White bee, even when you are gone you buzz in my soul You live again in time, slender and silent..
The best poet is the man who delivers our daily bread: the local baker..
Loving is a journey with water and with stars, with smothered air and abrupt storms of flour: loving is a clash of lightning-bolts and two bodies def….
I had no more alphabet than the journeying of the swallows, the pure and tiny water of the small, fiery bird that dances rising from the pollen..
Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life..
Each in the most hidden sack kept the lost jewels of memory, intense love, secret nights and permanent kisses, the fragment of public or private happ….
The word was born in the blood, grew in the dark body, beating, and took flight through the lips and the mouth. Farther away and nearer still, still ….
Wakening from the dreaming forest there, the hazel-sprig sang under my tongue, its drifting fragrance climbed up through my conscious mind as if sudd….
In you is the illusion of each day. You arrive like the dew to the cupped flowers. You undermine the horizon with your absence. Eternally in flight l….
I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrence risen from….
There's a country spread out in the sky, a credulous carpet of rainbows and crepuscular plants: I move toward it just a bit haggardly, trampling a gr….
I stalk certain words... I catch them in mid-flight, as they buzz past, I trap them, clean them, peel them, I set myself in front of the dish, they h….
I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to glimpse you in every window..
The night is shattered, and the blue stars shiver in the distance..