“I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees,” wrote the Noble Prize-winning Chilean poet Pablo Neruda in his poem “Every Day You Play.” Cherry trees are in bloom for a week or two at most. They come and go so quickly that if you’re not careful, you might miss them. Neruda was like that. An ardent lover of women, he had three wives and countless flames. And he came and went from Chile so often that many thought of him as a nomad before a Chilean.
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