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D-edulcco

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  • on Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines by Pablo Neruda, on December 12, 2004
    I saw Pablo, and immediately thought of the famous person of the same name, Pablo Picasso. Genuinely, and infinitely, expressive, of life - in its complexity, its distortion, but most truthful form. I felt Picasso in this poem...and a sparkle in my eye, from the twinkle of the starlight of this man's pain...of this man's passion. I appreciate, on behalf of this intuitve, graceful poet, the points you gave forth to promote his impression. It most certainly was well worth the gesture.