Pablo Neruda Translations by Jodey Bateman
A Moth the hue of this | Poem by Emily Dickinson
A Moth the hue of this
Haunts Candles in Brazil.
Nature's Experience would make
Our Reddest Second pale.
Nature is fond, I sometimes think,
Of Trinkets, as a Girl.
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