...standing on her knees
she bows to the King of Splendid Madness
birds fly through her translucent body...
37 years ago today died Neftalí Ricardo Reyes Basoalto, known to the rest of the world as Pablo Neruda, “the greatest poet of the 20th century in any language" as Gabriel Garcia Marquez once described him. In 1924 at the age of twenty he published a small book “Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair”, which turned the world of poetry upside down (and my little world too, when I read it). The book starts with these lines:
Body of a woman, white hills, white thighs
you 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…