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Pablo Neruda

Even in memory, I am terrified by those solitudes! When foul weather is unleashed in that part of the world, the rain seems kin to the devil; the waters of the river and the sea and sky couple, bellowing. A forsaken land where even letters arrive wilted, withered by distances, where hearts petrify and are altered. — Pablo Neruda, from “A Dead Man’s Name,” Passions and Impressions. (Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 2001)


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