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Too Many Names
--Pablo Neruda (Dec 09, 2019)
Monday is tangled up with Tuesday and the week with the year: time can’t be cut with your tired scissors, and all the names of the day are rubbed out by the waters of the night. No one can be named Pedro no one is Rosa or Maria, all of us are dust or sand, all of us are rain in the rain. They have talked to me of Venezuelas, of Paraguays and Chiles, I don’t know what they’re talking about: I’m aware of the earth’s skin and I know it doesn’t have a name. When I lived with the roots I liked them more than the flowers, and when I talked with a stone it rang like a bell. The spring is so long that it lasts all winter: time lost its shoes: a year contains four centuries. When I sleep all these nights, what am I named or not...
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