Tuesday

Emerging Pablo Neruda A man says yes without knowinghow to decide even what the question is,and is caught up, and then is carried alongand never again escapes from his own cocoon;and that’s how we are, forever fallinginto the deep well of other beings;and one thread wraps itself around our necks,another entwines a foot, and then it is impossible,impossible to move except in the well —nobody can rescue us from other people. It seems as if we don’t know how to speak;it seems as if there are words which escape,which are missing, when have gone away and left usto ourselves, tangled…