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    From the page: "I Like You When You Are Quiet I like you when you are quiet because it is as though you are absent, and you hear me from far away, and my voice does not touch you. It looks as though your eyes had flown away and it looks as if a kiss had sealed your mouth. Like all... more

    Reviewed by MochaGoddess Jun 21, 10:32am ( 22 reviews ) stanford.edu

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  • Rated by stumbleuponriter on Oct 18, 9:31pm

    Beautiful poetry
  • Rated by misscoccio on Jul 02, 5:43am

    My beloved Neruda... silence, listen... "Dejame que te hable tambien con tu silencio claro como una lampara, simple como un anillo. Eres como la noche, callada y constelada. Tu silencio es de estrella, tan lejano y sencillo. Me gustas cuando callas porque estas como ausente. Distante y dolorosa como si hubieras muerto. Una palabra entonces, una sonrisa bastan. Y estoy alegre, alegre de que no sea cierto. " Masterpiece.
  • Rated by 0hSuzyQ on Jun 30, 5:15pm

    Poem by Pablo Neruda. It's been set to music by "The Brazlian Girls" - very cool!!
  • Rated by koflux on Jun 30, 4:50am

    I find it hard to like it as a 'love' poem - however I like it all the same.
  • Rated by GalerieDeBeaute on Jun 30, 2:22am

    I Like You When You Are Quiet I like you when you are quiet because it is as though you are absent, and you hear me from far away, and my voice does not touch you. It looks as though your eyes had flown away and it looks as if a kiss had sealed your mouth. Like all things are full of my soul You emerge from the things, full of my soul. Dream butterfly, you look like my soul, and you look like a melancoly word. I like you when you are quiet and it is as though you are distant. It is as though you are complaining, butterfly in lullaby. And you hear me from far away, and my voice does not reach you: let me fall quiet with your own silence. Let me also speak to you with your silence Clear like a lamp, simple like a ring. You are like the night, quiet and constellated. Your silence is of a star, so far away and solitary. I like you when you are quiet because it is as though you are absent. Distant and painful as if you had died. A word then, a smile is enough. And I am happy, happy that it is not true.
  • Rated by bigfatguy321 on Jun 29, 7:56pm

    A subtle yet strong poem about silence by Pablo Neruda. I love the fact that its English translation is next to it.