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Pablo Neruda

Always, always you recede through the evenings
towards where the twilight goes erasing statues.

— Pablo Neruda, from “We Have Lost Even,” Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair, trans. W.S. Merwin. (Penguin Classics, 2004)

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