I happened upon this piece of news today:

Unpublished Pablo Neruda poems highlight last romance

A series of unpublished poems by Chile's late Pablo Neruda, winner of the 1971 Nobel prize for literature, are shedding light on his last romance with his wife's niece, who was more than 40 years his junior.

Collector Nurieldin Hermosilla said the 14 poems were found in a book titled Black Island Album, after the house in central Chile which Neruda, his third and last wife Matilde Urrutia and her niece Alicia Urrutia shared.

The lawyer and Neruda collector said he bought the book recently from a book dealer, who in turn had acquired it from an anonymous seller.

The poems are handwritten in Neruda's traditional green ink and are "a direct and definitive confirmation from the poet's own pen of his love for Alicia," Mr Hermosilla said.He said Alicia Urrutia decided to go public with the poems after years of keeping silent about her affair.

"I think she decided to confirm her love with Neruda and put this book on sale to lend herself some legitimacy and put an end to the myth," he said.

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Honestly, this doesn't make me feel good. Of course the poems would be edited then published for the curious public's perusal! Of course movies about the love affair will follow! Then faster than you can say hippopotamus, the poet will be fashionable again, the way Bob Dylan became fashionable because of that disgusting OC soundtrack and the film that was released last year. People will come to bookstores in droves to get their hands on Neruda's anthologies; he will be quoted in blogs and more and more people will post lines from Neruda's poems as YM status messages.

Just thinking about it gives me the willies. Alicia, Alicia, how I'd love to wring your lucky, lucky neck.