[New-Poetry] Neruda

[David Graham]

How did the grapes come to know
the cluster's party line?

And do you know which is harder,
to let run to seed or to do the picking?

It is bad to live without a hell:
aren't we able to reconstruct it?

And to position sad Nixon
with his buttocks over the brazier?

Roasting him on low
with North American napalm?

Pablo Neruda.  fr. The Book of Questions XVIII.
Trans. William O'Daley.  Copper Canyon Press, 1991.




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