Neruda. What’s not to love?

 ‘And one by one the nights between our separated cities are joined to the night that unites us.

… and so beneath my mouth you see again the unfulfilled plant of your life putting out its roots toward my heart that was waiting for you.’

*Images Copyright Mahinn Ali Khan

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