I meant to mention Pablo Neruda actually during some of my blog entries, especially in Chile, but never got around to it. He is one of the most famous poets in Chile, and in South America for that matter. We went to one of his houses in Valparaiso - a very eclectic place. During some of my research before my trip, way back in February 2008, I came across this poem that I really like by him.
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Tell me, is the rose naked
or is that her only dress?
Why do trees conceal
the splendor of their roots?
Who hears the regrets
of the thieving automobile?
Is there anything in the world sadder
than a train standing in the rain?
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Tell me, is the rose naked
or is that her only dress?
Why do trees conceal
the splendor of their roots?
Who hears the regrets
of the thieving automobile?
Is there anything in the world sadder
than a train standing in the rain?
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