For those of you who couldn't guess: My one true love asked me to marry him before we got on the train. photo-32 And I said yes. I was speechless... therefore, I will not attempt to explain how I feel, but leave you with one of my favorite poems of all time. XVII, by Pablo Neruda No te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego: te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras, secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma. Te amo como la planta que no florece y lleva dentro de sí, escondida, la luz de aquellas flores, y gracias a tu amor vive oscuro en mi cuerpo el apretado aroma que ascendió de la tierra. Te amo sin saber cómo, ni cuándo, ni de dónde, te amo directamente sin problemas ni orgullo: así te amo porque no sé amar de otra manera, sino así de este modo en que no soy ni eres, tan cerca que tu mano sobre mi pecho es mía, tan cerca que se cierran tus ojos con mi sueño.
(I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself, and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose from the earth lives dimly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where, I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you like this because I don’t know any other way to love,
except this, in which there is no I nor you, so close that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep it is your eyes that close.)
***Song of the Moment: Staralfur, by Sigur Ros***

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green ink:

Oh my – I’m late to the party – what a beautiful poem and CONGRATULATIONS!!!!! You’re going to be one beautiful bejewelled bride :)

October 05 2016 at 09:10 PM


You were speechless? Really. I have to say, I don’t think I’ve ever truly found myself in that state. I always have something to blurt out.
Now, after having read this beautiful poem, I’m sitting here with tears in my eyes. All the best to you two.

October 05 2016 at 09:10 PM

Katia Shtefan:

Congratulations! My friends read this poem at their wedding. What makes it so beautiful is its simplicity.

If you really like Neruda, check out Red Poppy at It’s a non-profit set up to create a documentary about Neruda, publish his biography, and translate his works into English. To see our blog on Neruda’s literary activism, go to

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Hey! Congratulations! I’m happy for you! Hope the trip is great and successful for you!

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