{"text":"And the heart sounds like a sour conch,calls, oh sea, oh lament, oh molten panic,scattered in the unlucky and disheveled waves:the sea reports sonorouslyon its languid shadows, its green poppies.","author":"Pablo Neruda","tags":["conch","heart","lament","poppies","shadows"],"id":478062,"author_id":"Pablo+Neruda"}