The Clock Tower at City Hall, Philadelphiaas seen from my window on 3/30/08
Still Another Day: XVII/Men
The truth is in the prologue. Death to the romantic fool,
to the expert in solitary confinement,
I’m the same as the teacher from Colombia,
the rotarian from Philadelphia, the merchant
from Paysandu who saves his silver
to come here. We all arrive by different streets,
by unequal languages, at Silence.
-- Pablo Neruda
The truth is in the prologue. Death to the romantic fool,
to the expert in solitary confinement,
I’m the same as the teacher from Colombia,
the rotarian from Philadelphia, the merchant
from Paysandu who saves his silver
to come here. We all arrive by different streets,
by unequal languages, at Silence.
-- Pablo Neruda
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