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This is one of my favorite poems written long time ago. I wish to share this with our great poetric society.
Making of a Poem - Repost from 2023
Pablo Neruda, the great Chilean poet,
Was exiled in an isolated Italian island during WWII,
Only communication he had with the world,
Were thru the letters delivered by the postman(Mario).
Mario: What's a poem?
Neruda:
It's a metaphor, it's a metaphor,
Mario: What's a metaphor?
Neruda:
'It is a device for seeing something in terms of something else.
It brings out the thisness of that, or a thatness of this.'
Mario: How do I write a metaphor?
Neruda:
Think of rain as the cry of the heavens,
Think of love as a rose,
Think of burning candle as the agony of a lonely heart.
Mario: How do I piece together metaphors?
Neruda:
On a moonlit night, I see my love reflected in the moon's silvery light,
Holding her tight, I smell the fragrance of jasmine tonight,
Adoring her smile, I see the beauty of monarch butterflies,
Staring in her eyes, I see the oasis of love in my high desert lonely life.
Mario:
How do I write a poem?
I love her but have not a spoken a word.
Neruda:
You have the inspiration, put in some romantic words.
On a beautiful moon lit night, I wonder who is prettier,
When I look at you, I forget about the moon.
Knit together love, loneliness, fear, and tears of heart,
Into a beautiful tapestry of emotions and feelings that mask your heart,
Stitch some metaphors, make it a heartwarming comforter.
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