Poem XV, a rough translation of a Pablo Neruda poem
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Poem XV, a rough translation of a Pablo Neruda poem I like you when you’re
silent because it’s like you’ve gone—you’re hearing me from far away and my
voic...
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
At Rancho Santa Ana
At Rancho Santa Ana,
you can hear the sea
and the loneliest sound in the world--
a metal gate, creaking in the wind.
Rancho Santa Ana, Bahia San Juanico, Baja California Sur
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Playa Jacke,
Rancho Santa Ana
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