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Hard to believe Neruda's love poems caused such a scandal when first published anonymously in 1952.
Yes there is eroticism, but it's done in the best possible taste - romantic, gorgeous, a celebration, not tacky or dirty. At the end of the day, Love is the greatest, grandest, most brilliant thing on earth, and this collection absolutely shows that. It is difficult to find an analogue for the sustained passion and gentleness communicated in this absolutely stunning apotheosis of the poetry of sexual love.
Along with 'Twenty Love Poems And A Song Of Despair', this, I believe is Neruda at his peak, in terms of writing from deep within the heart on the one true thing that nobody can take away from us.
Simply a little book to treasure. Stunningly beautiful on every page.