'Pablo Neruda the haiku Poet: <br /> <br />that fire is repeated <br />nothing is extinguished <br />my love feeds on your love' <br /> <br />... <br /> <br />evening walk <br />between our hands the blue night <br />drops on the world <br /> <br />you recede through evening <br />towards twilight <br />erasing statues <br /> <br />from my window <br />the fiesta of sunset in the <br />distant mountain tops <br /> <br />a piece of sun burns <br />like a coin <br />in my hand <br /> <br />I remember you <br />my soul clenched in that <br />sadness of mine <br /> <br />my blue sweater rolls <br />like a hurt dog <br />at my feet<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pablo-neruda-the-haiku-poet/
