It’s today: all of yesterday dropped away among the fingers of the light and the sleeping eyes. Tomorrow will come on its green footsteps; no one can stop the river of the dawn.
—Pablo Neruda, from “XLIX” 100 Love Sonnets
It’s today: all of yesterday dropped away among the fingers of the light and the sleeping eyes. Tomorrow will come on its green footsteps; no one can stop the river of the dawn.
—Pablo Neruda, from “XLIX” 100 Love Sonnets