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Anyone who deeply appreciates Pablo Neruda's mastery and talent will love this exquisite collection of poems matched with sublime abstract art images. A perfect gift for collectors of fine poetry as well as those who enjoy unique, bilingual, contemporary editions.
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This is a beautiful translation of Neruda with gorgeous artwork. I gave it as a gift to a friend.
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Neruda, a gifted poet, nobel prize recipiant times two, shares his thoughts and feelings by the sea in this peaceful and sensual collection. What a captivating, romantic collection of poems. Usually I dislike "greatist hit" style books, but this collection of poems easily provides a well rounded, description of Neruda's talents. The artistry illustrated is beautiful and more than adequetly translates the feel of the book. The book is printed in spanish and english translation provided by Alastair Reid, his favorite and preferred translator. I encourage all, whether poetic novice or expert to pick this book up, especially if you are a romantic at heart.
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The coast of California, where Mary Heebner lives, is so parallel in its geography, blueness, and diverse forms of the shores from rocks to cliffs to wide sand to Neruda's mar at Isla Negra where he'd look out at that same Pacific ocean to form his poems. Mary is able to capture that intrinsic beauty of his sea and his poetry in this wonderful book of art. And you could ask for no better translator than Alastair Reid. Neruda loved how he'd walk barefoot all around his house and the beach at Isla Negra barefoot. And he loved his translations, as do I. Neruda said that "to me, the ocean is an element like air." This book of his poems about his sea, combined with the sublime blues of Mary Heebner's art, makes for such a great book for your coffee table, or as a gift, as I have given it now to six different people.
--Mark Eisner, editor of The Essential Neruda: Selected Poems
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I love Pablo's poetry. I didn't think it was possible for the art to be as beautiful as the poetry. But it is.
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