I have forgotten your love, yet I seem to That is like a wound if you touch me, you will Like a flower to its perfume, I am bound to I have forgotten your voice, your happy voice Pablo Neruda (1904-1973) wrote a lot about love and heartbreak, as he experienced both throughout his life.įlowers I ache from the perfumes of spring.ĭrowsing in the parks, the white statues that As time passes, the memory starts to fade, but there will always be things that trigger remembering everything once loved about the person. The narrator struggles with a broken heart and wants to stop loving someone, but he can’t. I should have loved a thunderbird instead Īt least when spring comes they roar back again. God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.Īnd sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, "I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead This poem also utilizes the poetic technique of repetition. She uses personification to give the stars and darkness human characteristics. Plath writes with a lot of emotion, making it clear how it feels to be rejected while still longing for someone to return feelings of love. The speaker is addressing a former lover, wishing he would return to her. It has that very natural and relatable element of someone that age looking for love. She wrote this poem while she was a twenty-year-old student at Smith College. Many of Sylvia Plath's poems have a theme of unrequited love, and this one is no different. Though this be the last pain that she makes me sufferĪnd these the last verses that I write for her. I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.īecause through nights like this one I held her in my arms My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.Īnother's. I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her. We, of that time, are no longer the same. My heart looks for her, and she is not with me. My sight searches for her as though to go to her. My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. The night is shattered and she is not with me. What does it matter that my love could not keep her. To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.Īnd the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture. How could one not have loved her great still eyes. She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too. I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. Through nights like this one I held her in my arms I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Write, for example, 'The night is shatteredĪnd the blue stars shiver in the distance.' Pablo Neruda used alliteration throughout this poem with many words beginning with “s” (saddest, shattered, stars, sky, soul, etc.). The repetition of, “Tonight I can write the saddest lines,” brings the reader’s attention to that theme throughout this sad love poem. In this poem, the speaker is dealing with the end of a relationship and longing for the woman to be back in his arms. This poem was published in 1924, just as Pablo Neruda entered his 20s.
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