So That You Will Hear Me So that you will hear memy wordssometimes grow thinas the tracks of the gulls on the beaches. Necklace, drunken bellfor your hands smooth as grapes. And I watch my words from a long way off.They are more yours than mine.They climb on my old suffering like ivy. It climbs… Continua a leggere V. So That You Will Hear Me [by Pablo Neruda]
Elisa Thid Emiliani 