Neruda’s Odes – michael jarmer

Ode to Pablo Neruda’s Odes The socks, the book, the storm, the fallen chestnut, the watch, the tomato, laziness, Pablo’s odes are tropical fish in a tank, darting back and forth, reaching for sky, coming up for air, going down deep for sunken treasure, the nourishment of the mundane. When the ordinary gets the special treatmentContinue reading “#146: Ode to Pablo Neruda’s Odes”