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Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines

The poet reflects on a past love that is now lost. He recalls happier times when he held and kissed her under the stars. Now, alone in the vast night without her, he feels only sadness. Though he knows he no longer loves her, forgetting her is difficult. The loss leaves his soul unsatisfied and he searches for her, knowing she will belong to another.

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Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines

The poet reflects on a past love that is now lost. He recalls happier times when he held and kissed her under the stars. Now, alone in the vast night without her, he feels only sadness. Though he knows he no longer loves her, forgetting her is difficult. The loss leaves his soul unsatisfied and he searches for her, knowing she will belong to another.

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“Tonight I can write the saddest lines”

Pablo Neruda

Tonight I can write the saddest lines

Write, for example, 'The night is shattered Comment [a1]: Shattered makes me think of
glass breaking. The figurative meaning of this word
and the blue stars shiver in the distance.' is that the night sky was as delicate and clear as a
piece of glass. The tone create is very quiet and
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. cold.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.


I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

Through nights like this one I held her in my arms


I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too.


How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.


To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

To hear the immense night, still more immense without her. Comment [22]: This is an example of
personification. You cannot hear a sight. To me this
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture. paints a picture of how the night is vast,
and almost lonely with out her.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is shattered and she is not with me.

This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.


My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

My sight searches for her as though to go to her.


My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
Comment [23]: When I read this I kind of got
The same night whitening the same trees. that “aw, oh my gosh, that breaks my heart.”
feeling. Most people have experienced a
We, of that time, are no longer the same. relationship not working out or seen it not work out
due to the fact feelings have changed. You almost
feel powerless because you know nobody did it on
I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her. purpose. This describes that back then they
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing. different people and they’re no longer the same.
Comment [24]: Paraphrase: she’ll find someone
Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before. else, like how I was someone else’s before. It’s a
relieving feeling to know that you will be able to
Her voide. Her bright body. Her inifinite eyes. move forward from something.
Comment [25]: It’s almost as if love is temporary
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. satisfaction once the end comes around. Getting
Love is so short, forgetting is so long. over something can be so time consuming it makes
it seem as if the actual love didn’t last long enough
to begin with. Any girl who has a relationship can
tell you that.
Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms Comment [26]: This shows repetition from the
beginning when he first mentioned holding her only
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. now, it isn’t out of love, it is out of fear of letting go.
It’s hard to let go of something or someone you’ve
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer known for so long. Sometimes you don’t really know
where to go from there.
and these the last verses that I write for her.

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