Pablo Neruda — The Vale of Soul-Making

Almost Out Of The Sky Almost out of the sky, half of the moon anchors between two mountains. Turning, wandering night, the digger of eyes. Let’s see how many stars are smashed in the pool. It makes a cross of mourning between my eyes, and runs away. Forge of blue metals, nights of stilled combats, […]

via Pablo Neruda — The Vale of Soul-Making

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