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• "görmüyor musun çiçek açışını elmanın / ölebilmek için yalnız elmalar içinde..." üstadımız pablo neruda'dan.
• ode to the onion
  
  onion,
  luminous flask,
  your beauty formed
  petal by petal,
  crystal scales expanded you
  and in the secrecy of the dark earth
  your belly grew round with dew.
  under the earth
  the miracle
  happened
  and when your clumsy
  green stem appeared,
  and your leaves were born
  like swords
  in the garden,
  the earth heaped up her power
  showing your naked transparency,
  and as the remote sea
  in lifting the breasts of aphrodite
  duplicating the magnolia,
  so did the earth
  make you,
  onion
  clear as a planet
  and destined
  to shine,
  constant constellation,
  round rose of water,
  upon
  the table
  of the poor.
  
  you make us cry without hurting us.
  i have praised everything that exists,
  but to me, onion, you are
  more beautiful than a bird
  of dazzling feathers,
  heavenly globe, platinum goblet,
  unmoving dance
  of the snowy anemone
  
  and the fragrance of the earth lives
  in your crystalline nature.
• your feet
  
  when i cannot look at your face
  i look at your feet.
  your feet of arched bone,
  your hard little feet.
  i know that they support you,
  and that your sweet weight
  rises upon them.
  your waist and your breasts,
  the doubled purple
  of your nipples,
  the sockets of your eyes
  that have just flown away,
  your wide fruit mouth,
  your red tresses,
  my little tower.
  but i love your feet
  only because they walked
  upon the earth and upon
  the wind and upon the waters,
  until they found me.
• (bkz: alacakaranlıkta/@karviskali)
• (bkz: bayraklar nasıl doğar/@evin)
• (bkz: me gustas cuando callas)
• (bkz: oda al hombre sencillo)
  (bkz: el monte y el rio)
• (bkz: canto a bernardo o'higgins)
  (bkz: bernardo o'higgins riquelme)
• (bkz: #3461134)
• "20 ask siiri ve bir umutsuzluk sarkisi" adli saheseri 19 yasinda toy bir delikanliyken yazan, kanimca dunyanin en guzel alegorilerini kuran, umidin rengi oldugu icin daima yesil ile yazan, tanidiklarinin anlattiklarina gore iyi yemek pisirmeye ve yemek yemeye cok duskun, kimilerince askin sairi olarak bilinse de hayatin siirini yazmis olan, ve hicbir siiri icin olmasa bile sogan'a ovgu siiri icin en sevdigim sair olacak kendi deyimi ile "sili'nin daglari ile denizinin sairi".
  
  (bkz: isla negra)