Pablo Neruda

Hell and Pablo Neruda

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Evil one, neither fire nor hot vinegar
in a nest of volcanic witches, nor devouring ice,
nor the putrid turtle that barking and weeping
with the voice of a dead woman scratches your belly
seeking a wedding ring and the toy of a slaughtered child,
will be for you anything but a dark demolished door.


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Words to live by

Originally blogged at The Daily Gotham.

"We quickly learned
that kids and wine
have one thing in common:

they need to breathe in the open air. . ."


Kevin Pattison describes Napa Valley travel with real-life little boys, but grown men playing boys hit a homer with the same theme.


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