Leaning into the afternoons: some Pablo Neruda for your Valentine's Day

It’s Valentine’s Day and for anyone sick of the empty, headache inducing bubbles of Champagne and garish red of garage-bought roses, here’s a drop of the good stuff… Leaning Into The Afternoons Leaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets towards your oceanic eyes. There in the highest blaze my solitude lengthens and flames, its arms turning like a drowning man’s. I send out red signals across your absent