Alfonsina Storni

Tu Me Quieres Blanca By Alfonsina Storni

Tu Me Quieres Blanca By Alfonsina Storni

Tu Me Quieres Blanca TU ME QUIERES alba, Me quieres de espumas, Me quieres de nácar. Que sea azucena Sobre todas, casta. De perfume tenue. Corola cerrada Ni un rayo de luna Filtrado me haya. Ni una margarita Se diga mi hermana. Tú me quieres nívea, Tú me quieres blanca, Tú me quieres alba. Tú que hu... »

Hombre Pequeñito By Alfonsina Storni

Hombre Pequeñito By Alfonsina Storni

Hombre Pequeñito Hombre pequeñito, hombre pequeñito, suelta a tu canario que quiere volar Yo soy el canario, hombre pequeñito, déjame saltar. Estuve en tu jaula, hombre pequeñito, hombre pequeñito que jaula me das. Digo pequeñito porque no me entiendes, ni me entenderás. Tampoco te entiendo, pero mi... »

What Would They Say By Alfonsina Storni

What Would They Say By Alfonsina Storni

What Would They Say What would the people say, reduced and empty, If one fortuitous day, by some extreme fantasy, I were to dye my hair silvery and violet, were to wear an old greek gown, exchanging the comb for a circlet of flowers: forget-me-nots or jasmines, were to sing through the streets to th... »

Alma Desnuda By Alfonsina Storni

Alma Desnuda By Alfonsina Storni

Alma Desnuda SOY un alma desnuda en estos versos, Alma desnuda que angustiada y sola Va dejando sus pétalos dispersos. Alma que puede ser una amapola, Que puede ser un lirio, una violeta, Un peñasco, una selva y una ola. Alma que como el viento vaga inquieta Y ruge cuando está sobre los mares, Y due... »

They’Ve Come By Alfonsina Storni

They’Ve Come By Alfonsina Storni

They’Ve Come Today my mother and sisters came to see me. I had been alone a long time with my poems, my pride . . . almost nothing. My sister—the oldest—is grown up, is blondish. An elemental dream goes through her eyes: I told the youngest “Life is sweet. Everything bad come... »

Animal Cansado By Alfonsina Storni

Animal Cansado By Alfonsina Storni

Animal Cansado Quiero un amor feroz de garra y diente Que me asalte a traición a pleno día Y que sofoque esta soberbia mía este orgullo de ser todo pudiente. Quiero un amor feroz de garra y diente Que en carne viva inicie mi sangría A ver si acaba esta melancolía Que me corrompe el alma lentamente. ... »

Sweet Torture By Alfonsina Storni

Sweet Torture By Alfonsina Storni

Sweet Torture My melancholy was gold dust in your hands; On your long hands I scattered my life; My sweetnesses remained clutched in your hands; Now I am a vial of perfume, emptied How much sweet torture quietly suffered, When, my soul wrested with shadowy sadness, She who knows the tricks, I passed... »

A Madona Poesia (To My Lady Of Poetry) By Alfonsina Storni

A Madona Poesia (To My Lady Of Poetry) By Alfonsina Storni

A Madona Poesia (To My Lady Of Poetry) AQUI a tus pies lanzada, pecadora, contra tu tierra azul, mi cara oscura, tú, virgen entre ejércitos de palmas que no encanecen como los humanos. No me atrevo a mirar tus ojos puros ni a tocarte la mano milagrosa; miro hacia atrás y un río de lujurias me ladra ... »

Sleep Peacefully By Alfonsina Storni

Sleep Peacefully By Alfonsina Storni

Sleep Peacefully You said the word that enamors My hearing. You already forgot. Good. Sleep peacefully. Your face should Be serene and beautiful at all hours. When the seductive mouth enchants It should be fresh, your speech pleasant; For your office as lover it’s not good That many tears come... »

A Eros (To Eros) By Alfonsina Storni

A Eros (To Eros) By Alfonsina Storni

A Eros (To Eros) HE AQUI que te cacé por el pescuezo a la orilla del mar, mientras movías las flechas de tu aljaba para herirme y vi en el suelo tu floreal corona. Como a un muñeco destripé tu vientre y examiné sus ruedas engañosas y muy envuelta en sus poleas de oro hallé una trampa que decía: sexo... »

Siesta By Alfonsina Storni

Siesta By Alfonsina Storni

Siesta SOBRE la tierra seca EI sol quemando cae: Zumban los moscardones Y las grietas se abren… El viento no se mueve. Desde la tierra sale Un vaho como de horno; Se abochorna la tarde Y resopla cocida Bajo el plomo del aire… Ahogo, pesadez, Cielo blanco; ni un ave. Se oye un pequeño rui... »

Little Little Man By Alfonsina Storni

Little Little Man By Alfonsina Storni

Little Little Man Little little man, little little man, set free your canary that wants to fly. I am that canary, little little man, leave me to fly. I was in your cage, little little man, little little man who gave me my cage. I say “little little” because you don’t understand me ... »

My Sister By Alfonsina Storni

My Sister By Alfonsina Storni

My Sister It’s ten o’clock at night; in the room in semidarkness My sister is asleep, hands on her chest; Her face is very white and very white her bed, As if it understood, the light is almost unlit She sinks into the bed like rosy fruit, from smooth pastures into the depths of the matt... »

I Am Going To Sleep By Alfonsina Storni

I Am Going To Sleep By Alfonsina Storni

I Am Going To Sleep Teeth of flowers, hairnet of dew, hands of herbs, you, perfect wet nurse, prepare the earthly sheets for me and the down quilt of weeded moss. I am going to sleep, my nurse, put me to bed. Set a lamp at my headboard; a constellation; whatever you like; all are good: lower it a bi... »

Lighthouse In The Night By Alfonsina Storni

Lighthouse In The Night By Alfonsina Storni

Lighthouse In The Night The sky a black sphere, the sea a black disk. The lighthouse opens its solar fan on the coast. Spinning endlessly at night, whom is it searching for when the mortal heart looks for me in the chest? Look at the black rock where it is nailed down. A crow digs endlessly but no l... »

Parasites By Alfonsina Storni

Parasites By Alfonsina Storni

Parasites I never thought that God had any form. Absoute the life; and absolute the norm. Never eyes: God sees with the stars. Never hands: God touches with the seas. Never tongue: God speaks with sparkles. I will tell you, don’t be startled; I know that God has parasites: things and men. »