The Night in Isla Negra
like a languid fruit.
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nobody knows the name
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of the harsh light that keeps slowly opening
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So on the coast comes to light,
in the crash of their
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and sky and shadow erupt
The Night in Isla Negra
Pablo Neruda
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beat at the walls of my house.
bloodstained in its sea-washed crater.