{"id":299,"date":"2011-09-26T00:29:49","date_gmt":"2011-09-26T04:29:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/?p=299"},"modified":"2011-09-26T00:29:49","modified_gmt":"2011-09-26T04:29:49","slug":"poem-20-pablo-neruda","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/?p=299","title":{"rendered":"Poem #20 &#8211; Pablo Neruda"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size: xx-small;\">from Twenty Love Poems: And a Song of Despair<\/span><\/p>\n<p>I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.<\/p>\n<p>Write, for instance: \u201cThe night is full of stars,<br \/>\nand the stars, blue, shiver in the distance.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.<\/p>\n<p>I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.<br \/>\nI loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.<\/p>\n<p>On nights like this, I held her in my arms.<br \/>\nI kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.<\/p>\n<p>She loved me, sometimes I loved her.<br \/>\nHow could I not have loved her large, still eyes?<\/p>\n<p>I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.<br \/>\nTo think I don\u2019t have her. To feel that I\u2019ve lost her.<\/p>\n<p>To hear the immense night, more immense without her.<br \/>\nAnd the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.<\/p>\n<p>What does it matter that my love couldn\u2019t keep her.<br \/>\nThe night is full of stars and she is not with me.<\/p>\n<p>That\u2019s all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.<br \/>\nMy soul is lost without her.<\/p>\n<p>As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her.<br \/>\nMy heart searches for her and she is not with me.<\/p>\n<p>The same night that whitens the same trees.<br \/>\nWe, we who were, we are the same no longer.<\/p>\n<p>I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.<br \/>\nMy voice searched the wind to touch her ear.<\/p>\n<p>Someone else\u2019s. She will be someone else\u2019s. As she once<br \/>\nbelonged to my kisses.<br \/>\nHer voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.<\/p>\n<p>I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.<br \/>\nLove is so short and oblivion so long.<\/p>\n<p>Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,<br \/>\nmy soul is lost without her.<\/p>\n<p>Although this may be the last pain she causes me,<br \/>\nand this may be the last poem I write for her.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>from Twenty Love Poems: And a Song of Despair I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. Write, for instance: \u201cThe night is full of stars, and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance.\u201d The night wind whirls in the sky and sings. I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[67],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-299","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-whitens-the-same-trees"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/299","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=299"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/299\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":307,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/299\/revisions\/307"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=299"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=299"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poem.oftheweek.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=299"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}