Personal Choice Volume 2 No.12
- jeffpoet
- Feb 18
- 1 min read

from Pablo Neruda’s poem Ode to a Lemon
Out of lemon flowers
loosed
on the moonlight, love's
lashed and insatiable
essences,

sodden with fragrance,
the lemon tree's yellow
emerges,
the lemons
move down
from the tree's planetarium . . .
Cutting the lemon
the knife
leaves a little cathedral:
alcoves unguessed by the eye
that open acidulous glass
to the light; topazes
riding the droplets,
altars,
aromatic facades.
. . .
So, while the hand
holds the cut of the lemon,
half a world
on a trencher,
the gold of the universe
wells
to your touch:
a cup yellow
with miracles,

Pablo Neruda (1904 - 1973) was a Chilean poet-diplomat and politician who won the 1971 Nobel Prize in Literature. Neruda became known as a poet when he was 13 years old and wrote in a variety of styles, including surrealist poems, historical epics, political manifestos, a prose autobiography, and passionate love poems such as the ones in his collection Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair (1924).
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