From Absence and Presence. A cento patchworked together from lines from Pablo Neruda's poems.
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Look here, look for me here
I must feel the crash of the hard water.
I let my hands fall to the sea
for that is the place of joy.
Where the sea is concerned, I am
the ocean overflowing from its bottomless cup.
I have salty experience.
I am one who keeps turning out dreams,
dreams like a sea-green girl
to learn to return from such depths.
I need the sea because it teaches me~
the university of the waves.
6 comments:
Great rhythms -one would never know this was a cento.
(And sssshhh...I write at school in between classes, too!)
He writes a lot about the sea, I've noticed. :)
I like this one so much better than mine...
Great cento and I haven't read him. I must.
i like this coupling especially:
I let my hands fall to the sea
for that is the place of joy.
What's wrong with writing in between classes? That's what planning periods are for...sorta.
Nice cento.
Where the sea is concerned, I am
the ocean overflowing from its bottomless cup.
I have salty experience.
I love how these lines fit together!
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