From "100 love sonnets" by Pablo Neruda# Literature - 文海拾贝
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From "100 love sonnets" by Pablo Neruda
Translated by Stephen Tapscott
XVI
I love the handful of the earth you are.
Because of its meadows, vast as a planet,
I have no other star. You are my replica
of the multiplying universe.
You wide eyes are the only light I know
from extinguised constellations;
your skin throbs like the streak
of a meteror through rain.
You hips were that much of the moon for me;
your deep mouth and its delights, that much sun;
your heart, fiery with its long red rays,
was
Translated by Stephen Tapscott
XVI
I love the handful of the earth you are.
Because of its meadows, vast as a planet,
I have no other star. You are my replica
of the multiplying universe.
You wide eyes are the only light I know
from extinguised constellations;
your skin throbs like the streak
of a meteror through rain.
You hips were that much of the moon for me;
your deep mouth and its delights, that much sun;
your heart, fiery with its long red rays,
was