Tonight I can write the saddest lines Write, for example,'The night is shattered and the blue stars

shiver in the distance.' The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. Through nights like this one I held her in my arms I kissed her again and again under the endless sky. She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too. How could one not have loved her great still eyes. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her. To hear the immense night, still more immense without her. And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture. What does it matter that my love could not keep her. The night is shattered and she is not with me. This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance. My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her. My sight searches for her as though to go to her. My heart looks for her, and she is not with me. The same night whitening the same trees. We, of that time, are no longer the same. I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her. My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing. Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before. Her voice. Her bright body. Her inifinite eyes. I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long. Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

Comment [LL1]: This line captivated me because of the tone. I can feel the authors emotions and his attitude. Its important to the poem because it explains the overall meaning of the piece of literature. Comment [LL2]:

Comment [LL3]: These few lines describe some of the reasons that he loved her. He wasnt in a simple relationship but he was truly in love with that woman. It reveals the romanticism in between the lines of the poem. Comment [LL4]: These two lines impacted me more. The reason is because it relates to me. Sometimes Ive spent a lot of time thinking about a few things in my life. Only the people that have experienced love or abandonment can feel something. Its a bad feeling that makes you go crazy. One cannot truly understand the reason behind the actions but its life. Comment [LL5]: As everything in the universe, life keeps going. Despite loving someone for so long; there comes a time in an individuals life when they change. Everyone changes and eventually you move on with life goals and dreams. Comment [LL6]: The poet describes his feelings towards her. He remembers the special moments that they both shared together. I can imagine the imagery in this line. Pablo is sitting in a chair outside of his room on a balcony. He is looking at the sky, and he is very thoughtful. He wants to think about her, but the more he does, he becomes sad. The pain and emotional impact that he is feeling makes him write. The only way that he can feel better is to write about his personal experience. This relates to me in many different way. There have been times where Ive been thoughtful and troubled. Despite any circumstances, writing is a powerful tool that can be used to fight against

Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer and these the last verses that I write for her.

Puedo escribir los versos ms tristes esta noche. Escribir, por ejemplo : 'La noche est estrellada, y tiritan, azules, los astros, a lo lejos'. El viento de la noche gira en el cielo y canta. Puedo escribir los versos ms tristes esta noche. Yo la quise, y a veces ella tambin me quiso. En las noches como sta la tuve entre mis brazos. La bes tantas veces bajo el cielo infinito. Ella me quiso, a veces yo tambin la quera. Cmo no haber amado sus grandes ojos fijos. Puedo escribir los versos ms tristes esta noche. Pensar que no la tengo. Sentir que la he perdido. Oir la noche immensa, ms inmensa sin ella. Y el verso cae al alma como al pasto el roco. Qu importa que mi amor no pudiera guardarla. La noche est estrellada y ella no est conmigo. Eso es todo. A lo lejos alguien canta. A lo lejos. Mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido. Como para acercarla mi mirada la busca. Mi corazn la busca, y ella no est conmigo. La misma noche que hace blanquear los mismos arboles. Nosotros, los de entonces, ya no somos los mismos. Ya no la quiero, es cierto pero cunto la quise. Mi voz buscaba el viento para tocar su odo. De otro. Ser de otro. Como antes de mis besos. Su voz, su cuerpo claro. Sus ojos infinitos. Ya no la quiero, es cierto, pero tal vez la quiero. Es tan corto al amor, y es tan largo el olvido. Porque en noches como sta la tuve entre mis brazos, mi alma no se contenta con haberla perdido. Aunque sta sea el ltimo dolor que ella me causa, y stos sean los ltimos versos que yo le escribo.

Comment [LL7]: I think that he is willing to move on. I think that he is determined to stop suffering and continue with his life. He loved her so much but he doesnt want to suffer anymore. Cre que el poeta esta dispuesto a dejar su pasado atraz. El esta determinado a vivir sin ella y sequir con su vida. El la ama mucho pero no quiere sufrir mas. Comment [LL8]: Enamorarse es una enfermedad contajiosa. La unica regla es , que solo hay un ser que te hace sentir major. No hay ninguna otra persona que debe interesarte que solamente ella. Falling in love is a contagious disease. The only rule is that there is only one person out there for you. You cant fall in love with two people at the same time. There shouldnt be any other individual out there, that can make you happy like she does. Comment [LL9]: El poema fue escrito usando elementos romanticos. Me gusta mucho por esa misma razon. Yo me imagino esa noche bella y estrellada. El poeta goza de la tranquilidad y la noche azul. Estar enamorado es lindo. El saber que no la puedas querer porque ella quiere a otro, es muy dificil. No hay palabras para describir lo que el poeta siente. The poem was written using imagery and a romantic tone. I like it for that same reason. I can imagine that beautiful and bright night. The poet enjoys the tranquility and peace of the atmosphere. He cant stop thinking about her. The only way to get rid of that stress is by writing about his life experience.