“…and something ignited
in my soul
and I went my own way,
deciphering
that burning fire
and I wrote the first bare line,
bare, without substance, pure
foolishness,
pure wisdom
of one who knows nothing
and suddenly I saw
the heavens
unfastened
and open…”— Pablo Neruda (from “La Poesia”)
It’s hard to be free.
The brilliance is nearly too much to bear.
It’s so much eas…
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