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Friday, 13 January 2012

...Poetry arrived in search of me. I don't know, I don't know where it came from, from winter or a river.

I don't know how or when, no, they were not voices, they were not words, nor silence, but from a street I was summoned, from the branches of night, abruptly from the others, among violent fires or returning alone, there I was without a face, and it touched me.

(Pablo Neruda)


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    1. Hi Flora...Most of my blog consists of my own work. However, I've also included various quotes from my favourite poets and authors. I guess that's because it's my blog, and I can, therefore, post what I find interesting. Pablo Neruda is my favourite poet.