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Saddest Poem
1.       Darknight_666
7 posts
 19 Jun 2006 Mon 06:10 pm

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.

Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."

The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

On nights like this, I held her in my arms.
I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her.
How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her.

To hear the immense night, more immense without her.
And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.

What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her.
The night is full of stars and she is not with me.

That's all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.
My soul is lost without her.

As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her.
My heart searches for her and she is not with me.

The same night that whitens the same trees.
We, we who were, we are the same no longer.

I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.
My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.

Someone else's. She will be someone else's. As she once
belonged to my kisses.
Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.
Love is so short and oblivion so long.

Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,
my soul is lost without her.

Although this may be the last pain she causes me,
and this may be the last poem I write for her.

Pablo Neruda

2.       Darknight_666
7 posts
 19 Jun 2006 Mon 06:13 pm

Pablo Neruda (1904-1973), whose real name is Neftalí Ricardo Reyes Basoalto, was born on 12 July, 1904, in the town of Parral in Chile. His father was a railway employee and his mother, who died shortly after his birth, a teacher. Some years later his father, who had then moved to the town of Temuco, remarried doña Trinidad Candia Malverde. The poet spent his childhood and youth in Temuco, where he also got to know Gabriela Mistral, head of the girls' secondary school, who took a liking to him. At the early age of thirteen he began to contribute some articles to the daily "La Mañana", among them, Entusiasmo y Perseverancia - his first publication - and his first poem. In 1920, he became a contributor to the literary journal "Selva Austral" under the pen name of Pablo Neruda, which he adopted in memory of the Czechoslovak poet Jan Neruda (1834-1891). Some of the poems Neruda wrote at that time are to be found in his first published book: Crepusculario (1923). The following year saw the publication of Veinte poemas de amor y una cancion desesperada, one of his best-known and most translated works. Alongside his literary activities, Neruda studied French and pedagogy at the University of Chile in Santiago.

Between 1927 and 1935, the government put him in charge of a number of honorary consulships, which took him to Burma, Ceylon, Java, Singapore, Buenos Aires, Barcelona, and Madrid. His poetic production during that difficult period included, among other works, the collection of esoteric surrealistic poems, Residencia en la tierra (1933), which marked his literary breakthrough.

The Spanish Civil War and the murder of García Lorca, whom Neruda knew, affected him strongly and made him join the Republican movement, first in Spain, and later in France, where he started working on his collection of poems España en el Corazón (1937). The same year he returned to his native country, to which he had been recalled, and his poetry during the following period was characterised by an orientation towards political and social matters. España en el Corazón had a great impact by virtue of its being printed in the middle of the front during the civil war.

In 1939, Neruda was appointed consul for the Spanish emigration, residing in Paris, and, shortly afterwards, Consul General in Mexico, where he rewrote his Canto General de Chile, transforming it into an epic poem about the whole South American continent, its nature, its people and its historical destiny. This work, entitled Canto General, was published in Mexico 1950, and also underground in Chile. It consists of approximately 250 poems brought together into fifteen literary cycles and constitutes the central part of Neruda's production. Shortly after its publication, Canto General was translated into some ten languages. Nearly all these poems were created in a difficult situation, when Neruda was living abroad.

In 1943, Neruda returned to Chile, and in 1945 he was elected senator of the Republic, also joining the Communist Party of Chile. Due to his protests against President González Videla's repressive policy against striking miners in 1947, he had to live underground in his own country for two years until he managed to leave in 1949. After living in different European countries he returned home in 1952. A great deal of what he published during that period bears the stamp of his political activities; one example is Las Uvas y el Viento (1954), which can be regarded as the diary of Neruda's exile. In Odas elementales (1954- 1959) his message is expanded into a more extensive description of the world, where the objects of the hymns - things, events and relations - are duly presented in alphabetic form.

Neruda's production is exceptionally extensive. For example, his Obras Completas, constantly republished, comprised 459 pages in 1951; in 1962 the number of pages was 1,925, and in 1968 it amounted to 3,237, in two volumes. Among his works of the last few years can be mentioned Cien sonetos de amor (1959), which includes poems dedicated to his wife Matilde Urrutia, Memorial de Isla Negra, a poetic work of an autobiographic character in five volumes, published on the occasion of his sixtieth birthday, Arte de pajáros (1966), La Barcarola (1967), the play Fulgor y muerte de Joaquín Murieta (1967), Las manos del día (1968), Fin del mundo (1969), Las piedras del cielo (1970 ), and La espada encendida.

3.       slavica
814 posts
 19 Jun 2006 Mon 08:05 pm

Bu Gece En Hüzünlü Şiiri Yazabilirim

Bu gece en hüzünlü şiiri yazabilirim
ŞÃ¶yle diyebilirim: gece yıldızla dolu

Ve yıldızlar, masmavi titreşiyor uzakta
Şakıyarak dönüyor gökte gece rüzgarı.

Bu gece en hüzünlü şiiri yazabilirim
Sevdim ben onu, o da beni sevdi bir ara.

Kollarıma aldım bu gece gibi kaç gece
Kaç defa öptüm onu sonsuz göğün altında

Sevdi beni o ben de bir ara onu sevdim
O durgun, iri gözler sevilmez miydi ama

Bu gece en hüzünlü şiiri yazabilirim.
Yokluğunu düşÃ¼nüp, yitmesine yanmakla

Duyup geceyi, onsuz daha engin geceyi.
Ota düşen çiy gibi, düşmekle şiir cana

Ne gelir elden, sevgim onu tutamadıysa.
Gece yıldız içinde, o yoldaş değil bana

Hepsi bu. uzaklarda şarkı söylüyor biri.
Yüreğim dayanmıyor yitmesine kolayca

Gözlerim arar onu, yaklaştırmak ister gibi
Yüreğim arar onu, o yoldaş değil bana

Artık sevmiyorum ya nasıl, nasıl sevmiştim
Sesim arar rüzgarı ulaşmak için ona

Ellere yar olur. öpmemden önceki gibi.
O ses, ışıl ışıl ten ve sonsuz bakışlarla

Artık sevmiyorum ya severim belki yine
Ne uzundur unutuş ah ne kısadır sevda

Böyle gecelerde kollarıma aldım çünkü
Yüreğim dayanmıyor yitmesine kolayca

Belki bana verdiği son acıdır bu acı
Belki son şiirdir bu yazdığım şiir ona

Sorce: Tukish Class Poetry Pages

4.       libralady
5152 posts
 22 Jun 2006 Thu 03:16 pm

What a beautiful poem and one many people can relate to I am sure (including me )

5.       slavica
814 posts
 22 Jun 2006 Thu 07:23 pm

Would you like to read more poetry of Pablo Neruda?
Try this:
http://www.turkishclass.com/forumTitle_11_1066

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