{"quotes":[{"text":"Pay to go inside Neruda's homeA body lies there with no dome.But right there in the front hallLean a fairy against the icy wall.Oh Endless enigmas had the bard!Nice and large and calm backyardEnds In the middle of a rare roomRare portrait of revelishing gloom.Up climbing at the weird snail stairDoes make you grasp for some air.And there's a room with bric-a-brac:Old and precious books all in a pack.Dare saying what I liked most of all?Enjoyed seeing visitors having a ball!","author":"Ana Claudia Antunes","tags":["acrosti","ancient","art","art-collection","art-collector","bard","guests","house","la-chascona","love","lyrics","museum","neruda","odd","ode","old","old-piece","pablo-neruda","pablo-neruda-ode","pablo-neruda-poetry-populism","people","poem","poet","poetry","preciosity","precious","precious-things","rare","rarity","rhymed","rhymes","tour","tourism","visit","visiting","visitors","walls","women"],"id":20536,"author_id":"Ana+Claudia+Antunes"},{"text":"Every day you play with the light of the universe.","author":"Pablo Neruda","tags":["love","neruda","universe"],"id":46810,"author_id":"Pablo+Neruda"},{"text":"It was at that agethat poetry came in search of me.","author":"Pablo Neruda","tags":["neruda","poetry"],"id":115407,"author_id":"Pablo+Neruda"},{"text":"Neruda had his first dream, First meeting with the Moon and the Sun In sunny La Mancha, hiding in his heart,Where he learned how to sing like a nightingale.","author":"Dejan Stojanovic","tags":["dejan-stojanovic","heart","la-mancha","moon","neruda","nightingale","pablo-neruda","singing","sun"],"id":119843,"author_id":"Dejan+Stojanovic"},{"text":"...Neruda was right about all mysterious women - The moon lives in the lining of their skin...","author":"John Geddes","tags":["moon","mysterious","neruda","women"],"id":188784,"author_id":"John+Geddes"},{"text":"And so this letter endswith no sadness:my feet are firm upon the earth,my hand writes this letter on the road,and in the midst of life I shall bealwaysbeside the friend, facing the enemy,with your name on my mouthand a kiss that neverbroke away from yours.","author":"Pablo Neruda","tags":["kiss","letter","love","neruda"],"id":268712,"author_id":"Pablo+Neruda"},{"text":"Do tears not yet spilledwait in small lakes?Or are they invisible riversthat run toward sadness?","author":"Pablo Neruda","tags":["neruda","poetry","poetry-life","poetry"],"id":285602,"author_id":"Pablo+Neruda"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":7,"pages":1}}