My favorite writer

One of my favorite writers is Pablo Neruda. His real name is Naftalí Reyes Basoalto. He was born in Chile, specifically in the city of Parral back in 1904, and died in 1973, on September 23. He was a writer of poems, very famous worldwide, and his writings cover many topics, such as love, politics and odes to food, for example. My favorite poems are those that talk about situations or things related to deep Chile, for example those that talk about the Chilean forest. Critics say that his best book is "I confess that I have lived", although I have not read it ... I only have a compilation of poems called "Anthology of poems".

Another thing I can say is that he is one of the few poets that I am able to read, most of the other poets are boring.

I leave a phrase said by the "who does not know the Chilean forest, does not know the world"

I recommend everyone to this great writer.

The Story Behind the Photograph

Since I was little, I had the opportunity to go to the beach many times. My grandfather lived there, on the central coast, Isla Negra. That place I frame for my whole life, because of its beauty, smells, tranquility, among other beautiful things. Also, I can mention that our panorama in that place was to sleep listening to the sea, to bathe in the pacific ocean, to watch sunsets, to go to the house of Pablo Neruda, to play with our friends, etc. Currently, I do not have the possibility to stay in a house there (my grandfather died), so I miss that place very much. In the photo I appear a few years ago, with my long hair, looking towards the horizon.

One of my dreams is to be able to buy a house on a black island and remember those beautiful years.