Nothing But Death
Pablo Neruda
Poems About Death

Nothing But Death - Poems About Death by Pablo Neruda

There are cemeteries that are lonely,
graves full of bones that do not make a sound,
the heart moving through a tunnel,
in it darkness, darkness, darkness,
like a shipwreck we die going into ourselves,
as though we were drowning inside our hearts,
as though we lived falling out
of the skin into the soul.

And there are corpses,
feet made of cold and sticky clay,
death is inside the bones,
like a barking where there are no dogs,
coming out from bells somewhere,
from graves somewhere,
growing in the damp air like tears of rain.

Sometimes I see alone coffins under sail,
embarking with the pale dead,
with women that have dead hair,
with bakers who are as white as angels,
and pensive young girls married to notary publics,
caskets sailing up the vertical river of the dead,
the river of dark purple, moving upstream
with sails filled out by the sound of death,
filled by the sound of death which is silence.

Death arrives among all that sound like a shoe with
no foot in it, like a suit with no man in it,
comes and knocks, using a ring with no stone in it,
with no finger in it, comes and shouts with no mouth,
with no tongue, with no throat.
Nevertheless its steps can be heard and its clothing
makes a hushed sound, like a tree.

I'm not sure, I understand only a little,
I can hardly see, but it seems to me that
its singing has the color of damp violets,
of violets that are at home in the earth,
because the face of death is green,
and the look death gives is green,
with the penetrating dampness of a violet leaf
and the somber color of embittered winter.

But death also goes through the world dressed as
a broom, lapping the floor, looking for dead bodies,
death is inside the broom, the broom is the tongue
of death looking for corpses, it is the needle
of death looking for thread.

Death is inside the folding cots:
it spends its life sleeping on the slow mattresses,
in the black blankets, and suddenly breathes out:
it blows out a mournful sound that swells the sheets,
and the beds go sailing toward a port where death is
waiting, dressed like an admiral.
- Poem About Death by Pablo Neruda


Gaily I lived as ease and nature taught,
And spent my little life without a thought,
And am amazed that Death, that tyrant grim,
Should think of me, who never thought of him.
- Quote by Rene Francois Regnier

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