Body of a Woman Pablo Neruda
you look like a world, lying in surrender.
My rough peasant's body digs in you
and makes the son leap from the depth of the earth.
I only was a tunnel. The birds fled from me,
and night swamped me with its crushing invasion.
But the hour of vengeance falls, and I love you.
Body of skin, of moss, of eager and firm milk.
Oh the goblets of the breast! Oh the eyes of absence!
Oh the roses of the pubis! Oh our voice, slow and sad!
Body of my woman, I will persist in your grace.
My thirst, my boundless desire, my shifting road.
Dark river-beds where the eternal thirst flows
and weariness follows, and the infinite ache.
and weariness follows, and the infinite ache.
Credits:
Created with images by Devin Edwards - "Yellow Jacket" • Guido Jansen - "Flames in the fireplace" • WikimediaImages - "luczniczka bydgoszcz statue" • Marc Zimmer - "Saksun, Fareo Islands"