Saturday is the perfect time to wander through the stacks (that’s librarian-speak for “bookshelves”) and talk about books and the people who write them. Pull up a comfy chair and settle in, because today I want to chat about one of my favorite poets, especially when it comes to love poems, Pablo Neruda.
Tag Archives: Poetry
Gone By
Every day I wake and Around me squats a city of steel and concrete. Roaring trucks trundle past my window, Their exhaust leaving trails in the still morning air, and the Howling wind breaking against half-finished buildings keeps me from sleeping. Deep breath in, I close my eyes; imagining the Arbors of my youth, falling asleepContinue reading “Gone By”
Lovers Lie
I love waking you up just before I disappear into the freezing black of a winter’s morning, when I’m dressed in something flattering, professional, and uncomfortable, and you’re still naked, nestled between the sheets and our electric blanket like a flower petal pressed between two pages in a book. I love waking you up, theContinue reading “Lovers Lie”