Sunday, August 15, 2010

Warts Swelling Up Turning Black

I sleep ... Alfonsina Storni

Alfonsina Storni
Alfonsina Storni was born in the Embassy of Argentina, Switzerland in 1892 Capriasca . After four years he moved with his parents to Argentina.
lived in Rosario, teacher training at the Normal School and taught drama, made a foray into the theater, but the best known of his work are his books of poems.
began his literary career in 1916 with Concern the rose, which reflects the intimate and sentimental suggestions of a new romance, shedding the powerful influence of modernism.
His travels to Europe in 1930 and 1934, influenced a change in direction of poetry, which is reflected maturity in their books, the most successful, loving experience where confidence becomes dramatic and reflection on the status of women

Alfonsina committed suicide in 1938 in Mar del Plata, feeling the pain of powerlessness by cancer. The night before leading into the sea from Playa La Perla, wrote a poem, which sent the Argentine newspaper La Nation, which was published with his obituary: "I sleep", and believed to have been addressed to his son.


I sleep
Teeth of flowers, dew cap,
hands of herbs, you, perfect wet nurse, keep me borrow
earthly sheets
and quilt of weeded moss.
I sleep, my mother, acuéstame.
Set a lamp at my headboard;
a constellation, the one you like;
all good, lower it a bit.
Leave me alone: \u200b\u200byou hear the buds breaking ...
a celestial foot rocks you from above
and a bird traces a few bars you
to forget ... Thanks. Oh, one request:
if he telephones again
tell him not to insist that I come ...

pain this afternoon I

divine
October Walking on the far shore of the sea;
Oue
golden sand and green water, pure heaven
And see me go.

be high, superb, perfect, I would
As a Roman, to match

With big waves, and rocks
dead And the wide beaches that encircle the sea. Over

slow, cold eyes and the mouth
move, get carried away;

See how the waves break against
blue granite and not blink

Watching birds of prey eat small fish and
does not awake;

think that the fragile boats
could sink into the water and not to sigh;

See that is fast, the throat to air,
The most beautiful man, do not want to love ... Losing

gaze absently
Lose it, and never found again;

Y, upright figure, between sky and sea,
Feeling oblivion perennial sea.


Mercedes Sosa sings a song in tribute to undertake Alfonsina Ariel Ramirez and Felix Luna: "Alfonsina y el mar".

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