I want to see the thirst inside the syllables I want to touch the fire in the sound: I want to feel the darkness of the cry. I want words as rough as virgin rocks.” - Verb.
Pablo NerudaRead
Perhaps this war will pass like the others which divided us leaving us dead, killing us along with the killers but the shame of this time puts its burning fingers to our faces. Who will erase the ruthlessness hidden in innocent blood?
Interpretation
This quote reflects on the devastating impacts of war and the enduring shame it brings to humanity.
Pablo Neruda addresses the tragic consequences of war, emphasizing how it not only causes loss of life but also leaves an indelible mark of shame on society. He raises poignant questions about the moral responsibility to confront the hidden violence and suffering that war perpetuates, urging a reflection on the cost of conflict and the innocence lost within it.
In practice
In a speech about the impacts of conflict on society.
I want to see the thirst inside the syllables I want to touch the fire in the sound: I want to feel the darkness of the cry. I want words as rough as virgin rocks.” - Verb.
Only do not forget, if I wake up crying it's only because in my dream I'm a lost child hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands.
And here am I, budding among the ruins with only sorrow to bite on, as if weeping were a seed and I the earth's only furrow.
Once more I am the silent one who came out of the distance wrapped in cold rain and bells: I owe to earth's pure death the will to sprout.
I learned about life from life itself, love I learned in a single kiss and could teach no one anything except that I have lived with something in common among men.
I have named you queen. There are taller than you, taller. There are purer than you, purer. There are lovelier than you, lovelier. But you are the queen.
Some formulas are too complex and I don't want anything to do with them.
A man will renounce any pleasures you like but he will not give up his suffering.
Scars have the strange power to remind us that our past is real.
If you are white, racism is too easily ignored and forgiven, regarded as of burning concern only to the ethnic minorities, and therefore of relatively marginal significance.
Travelers, there is no path, paths are made by walking.
I knew it like destiny, and at the same time, I knew it as choice.
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