If I really need myself, I mustn't disappear

[living_in_a_fog]

Have you ever found a writer, or a poet in particular, who wrote as if he/she had somehow gotten into your very mind and heart and stolen the thoughts and feelings right out of you? That's how I feel when I read poems by Pablo Neruda. It's as if we were kindred spirits, though we never got to meet in this lifetime. This man writes and I'm shouting

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[blushingaurora]

I especially like this part:
"But when I call for ahero,
out comes my lazy old self;
so I never know who I am,
nor how many I am or will be.
I'd love to be able to touch a bell
and summon the real me,
because if I really need myself,
I mustn't disappear".

I've always meant to read some of Neruda's poetry, but never gotten around to it. I should fix that!