Jeremy Gregg

“Better to live your own destiny imperfectly than to perfectly imitate someone else’s.” Bhagavad Gita

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“Even if the world were ending tomorrow, I would still plant my apple tree today.” #MartinLuther

For me, that apple tree is poetry.

I’ve started a TikTok where I perform Pablo Neruda’s “100 Love Sonnets” to nourish my soul. Join me.

https://t.co/WZsuNLbT1s

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“It was green, the silence; the light was moist...and you, Matilde, passed through noon.”
— Pablo Neruda

Here is my reading of Neruda’s Sonnet 40 (XL), from 100 Love Sonnets (as translated by Stephen Tapscott).

#poetry #Neruda #Sonnet40

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“But I forgot that your hands fed the roots, watering the tangled roses, till your fingerprints bloomed full.”
— Pablo Neruda

Here is my reading of Neruda’s Sonnet 39 (XXXIX), from 100 Love Sonnets (as translated by Stephen Tapscott).

#poetry #Neruda #Sonnet39

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“Your house sounds like a train at noon”
— Pablo Neruda

Here is my reading of Neruda’s Sonnet 38 (XXXVIII), from 100 Love Sonnets (as translated by Stephen Tapscott).

#poetry #Neruda #Sonnet38

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“O love, O crazy sunbeam and purple premonition, you come to me and climb your cool stairway, the castle that time has crowned with fog, pale walls of a closed heart.”
— Pablo #Neruda

Here is #Sonnet37 (XXXVII), from 100 Love Sonnets (translated by Stephen Tapscott).

#poetry

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“My heart, queen of the beehive and the barnyard … I love to watch your miniature empire sparkle.”
— Pablo Neruda

Here is my reading of Neruda’s Sonnet 36 (XXXVI), from 100 Love Sonnets (as translated by Stephen Tapscott).

#poetry #Neruda #Sonnet36

[Pope Leo XIV @Pontifex]

Deep inner suffering inevitably arises when the human person is reduced to performance, consumption, or a statistical datum. Many young people today live under the yoke of expectations to perform, immersed in an exasperated competitiveness that generates anxiety, fear of not measuring up, and disorientation.

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“Your hand flew from my eyes into the day. The light arrived and opened like a rose garden.”
— Pablo Neruda

Here is my reading of Neruda’s Sonnet 35 (XXXV), from 100 Love Sonnets (as translated by Stephen Tapscott).

#poetry #Neruda #Sonnet35

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“You are the daughter of the sea, oregano’s first cousin.“
— Pablo Neruda

Here is my reading of Neruda’s Sonnet 34 (XXXIV), from 100 Love Sonnets (as translated by Stephen Tapscott).

#poetry #Neruda #Sonnet34

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“Love, we’re going home now, where … the summer will arrive, on its honeysuckle feet, in your bedroom.”
— Pablo Neruda

Here is my reading of Neruda’s Sonnet 33 (XXXIII), from 100 Love Sonnets (as translated by Stephen Tapscott).

#poetry #Neruda #Sonnet33

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“The house this morning drifts like a poor little boat between its horizons of order and of sleep.”
— Pablo Neruda

Here is my reading of Neruda’s Sonnet 32 (XXXII), from 100 Love Sonnets (as translated by Stephen Tapscott).

#poetry #Neruda

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“Little queen of my bones, I crown you with laurels from the South and oregano from Lota.”
— Pablo Neruda

Here is my reading of Neruda’s Sonnet 31 (XXXI), from 100 Love Sonnets (as translated by Stephen Tapscott).

#poetry #Neruda

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“You have the thick hair of a larch from the archipelago, skin made by centuries of time.”
— Pablo Neruda

Here is my reading of Neruda’s Sonnet 30 (XXX), from 100 Love Sonnets (as translated by Stephen Tapscott.)

#poetry #Neruda

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“You come from poverty, from the houses of the South, from the rugged landscapes of cold and of earthquake.”
— Pablo Neruda

Here is my reading of Neruda’s Sonnet 29 (XXIX), from 100 Love Sonnets (as translated by Stephen Tapscott.)

#poetry #Neruda

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

@elonmusk Does this logic also work?

Hitler was a human, therefore all humans are Hitler.

Grok is AI, therefore all AI are Grok.

Tesla is a car company, therefore all car companies are Tesla.

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“Love, from seed to seed, from planet to planet…”
— Pablo Neruda

One of the most political poems in this collection: more relevant today than even when it was written!

Neruda’s Sonnet 28 (XXVIII), from 100 Love Sonnets (as translated by Stephen Tapscott).

#poetry #Neruda

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“Naked, you are simple as one of your hands, smooth, earthy, small, transparent, round.”
— Pablo Neruda

Here is my reading of Neruda’s Sonnet 27 (XXVII), from 100 Love Sonnets (as translated by Stephen Tapscott.)

#poetry #Neruda

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“Neither the color of Iquique’s awesome dunes, nor the inlet of Guatemala’s Río Dulce: nothing has changed your profile.”
— Pablo Neruda

This is Sonnet 26 (XXVI), from 100 Love Sonnets (as translated by Stephen Tapscott.)

#poetry #Neruda

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“Have you asked AI about that?”

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“Have you tried restarting it?”

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“Before I loved you, Love, nothing was my own.”

— Pablo Neruda, Sonnet 25 (XXV), from 100 Love Sonnets

#poetry #Neruda

[Jeremy Gregg @jeremygregg]

“Come touch the fire of this momentary blue, before its petals wither.”
— Pablo Neruda

Sonnet 24 (XXIV) from 100 Love Sonnets.

#poetry #Neruda