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February 2009 
And it was at that age...
Posted on Aug 20th, 2008
by 
Mila
Mila
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for August 20, 2008:
... Poetry arrived
in search of me. I don't know, I don't know where
it came from, from winter or a river.
I don't know how or when,
no, they were not voices, they were not
words, nor silence,
but from a street I was summoned,
from the branches of night,
abruptly from the others,
among violent fires
or returning alone,
there I was without a face
and it touched me.
- Pablo Neruda, Poetry Arrived
I don't have my own answer to this one; but the title reminded me of one of my favorite poems, which I'm sharing with you here... click the link above to read the rest of it!
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I love Neruda. Thank you.
I love Neruda, too, and I am wishing you all the luck in the world for this new part of your life. It's such a shock that you're no longer on the Team. I can't even imagine what it feels like for you. Big hugs and lots of love.
Best to you Jake! I shared you poem with all of the artists in Dreams. Thanks for bringing cool blogs to us! I wish you happiness.