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from The Book of Questions
Translated by William O'Daly
Tell me, is the rose naked
or is that her only dress?
Why do trees conceal
the splendor of their roots?
Who hears the regrets
of the thieving automobile?
Is there anything in the world sadder
than a train standing in the rain?
Reprinted from The Book of Questions by
permission of Copper Canyon Press,
written by Pablo Neruda, and translated by William O'Daly. Copyright ©
2001 by William O'Daly. All rights reserved.
Copyright © 1997-2003 by The
Academy of American Poets
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