April 1, 2009

Lost In The Forest

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--Description: Neruda P., 20th C, Childhood, Dreams--



 
Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twig
and lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips:
maybe it was the voice of the rain crying,
a cracked bell, or a torn heart.

Something from far off it seemed
deep and secret to me, hidden by the earth,
a shout muffled by huge autumns,
by the moist half-open darkness of the leaves.

Wakening from the dreaming forest there, the hazel-sprig
sang under my tongue, its drifting fragrance
climbed up through my conscious mind

as if suddenly the roots I had left behind
cried out to me, the land I had lost with my childhood---
and I stopped, wounded by the wandering scent.




--Did You Know:  In 1921, he moved to Santiago to study French at the Universidad de Chile with the intention of becoming a teacher, but soon Neruda was devoting himself full time to poetry.

--Word of the Day: albeit (al-BEE-it), conjunction
Meaning: Even though; although.
Example: "Demonstrations, albeit more peaceful ones, continued yesterday, with a few hundred students staging a sit-down protest."

(Ho Ai Li; A Step Forward; The Straits Times (Singapore); Nov 8, 2008)

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