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Boudoir + Fashion Photographer. INFJ. All around nerd. Sinister (left-handed, guys.).

La Reina | Pablo Neruda

La Reina

Yo te he nombrado reina.
Hay más altas que tú, más altas. 
Hay más puras que tú, más puras. 
Hay más bellas que tú, hay más bellas. 
Pero tú eres la reina. 

Cuando vas por las calles 

nadie te reconoce. 
Nadie ve tu corona de cristal, nadie mira 
la alfombra de oro rojo 
que pisas donde pasas, 
la alfombra que no existe. 

Y cuando asomas 
suenan todos los ríos 
en mi cuerpo, sacuden 
el cielo las campanas, 
y un himno llena el mundo. 

Sólo tú y yo, 
sólo tú y yo, amor mío, 
lo escuchamos. 


The Queen

I have named you queen.
There are taller than you, taller.
There are purer than you, purer.
There are lovelier than you, lovelier.
But you are the queen.

When you go through the streets
No one recognizes you.
No one sees your crystal crown, no one looks
At the carpet of red gold
That you tread as you pass,
The nonexistent carpet.

And when you appear
All the rivers sound
In my body, bells
Shake the sky,
And a hymn fills the world.

Only you and I,
Only you and I, my love,
Listen to me.


Simple and to the point. This poem makes me smile.

Pablo Neruda had such a way with words. I am learning to find my way back to fragments, words, poems. I am re-reading his love sonnets. I don’t think I ever stop re-reading them. :)

(BTW I am supposed to be writing words, specifically, a paper, due tomorrow. 1500 words. I am 750 in. Que tragedia. These are not the words I wanted to write.)

Back to work I go. :-\