Neruda

If you haven't read any Neruda, you really should. He's got a fabulous way of taking the mundane, every-day stuff of our lives and finding the beauty and poetry hiding in them. I'm particularly fond of Ode to my socks - a banal topic if ever there was one.

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Here dies another day during which I have had eyes, ears, hands and the great world round me; And with tomorrow begins another. Why am I allowed two? (Evening, by Chesterton)

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