I am reading a "new" - new for me - Pablo Neruda book tonight. I looked up a couple of his poems with the translations, and found them profound to me.
Ah, Pablo. You know how to say it.
Saddest poem
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
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