Poems in english and spanish

Esta noche las sombras alrededor de la casa son benignas. Follow me.

Short poems in spanish

Say: through which hidden ditch, water, you come to me, spring of new life where I never drank? English Translation There are kisses that announce for themselves the sentence of condemnatory love, there are kisses given with a glance there are kisses given by memory. English Translation You told me: my father did not cry; you told me: my grandfather did not cry; the men of my race did not shed tears, they were made of steel.

No te amo como si fueras rosa de sal, topacio o flecha de claveles que propagan el fuego: te amo como se aman ciertas cosas oscuras, secretamente, entre la sombra y el alma. Who cleans the windowpane with her breath and stirs the fire of the afternoon in those rooms where the table was an altar of idolatry, each chair, a landscape folded up after every trip, and the bed, a stormy short cut to the other shore of dreams, rooms deep as nets hung from the sky, like endless embraces I slid down till I brushed the feathers of death, until I overturned the laws of knowledge and the fall of man?

Lie down as I do in this miserable eternity of one day. The golden hills, the green pines, the dusty oaks! El cielo sobre la Puerta del Sol toma otro tono de azul. Friendship is the same as a hand that supports its fatigue in another hand and feels that tiredness is mitigated and the path becomes more human. My grandfather seems to contemplate the infinite, as handsome as a gray ox; and my Aunt Emilia in her braids seems to sense the sadness of life.

Una mujer duerme en una isla y deja de ser ella misma libre ahora de la tierra. She slightly turned. I cultivate a white rose in June and January for the true friend who gives me his sincere hand. In the tropical days we had no intuition of the winter nor of autumn, that often returns with pain in the shadows of this new territory —like the cold moving through our shivering hands— that I have learned to accept in the same way you welcome the uncertainty of a false and cordial smile.

Y fueron los mayas quienes imaginaron el cero, un signo para nada, para todo, en sus gran calculaciones.

Famous poems in spanish

Those were the days of the solstice when the wind pushed the smoke from the clay ovens through the zinc kitchens and the ancient stone stoves clearly spoke of the secrets of our barefooted and wise Indian ancestors. One day, I will write you a letter after I have gathered enough words and enough courage to let them ring in my mute dreams until they sing to me: Write us.

Already she knows a little Spanish, and you can teach her more of that. Are you looking for me? In the beginning there was nothing. Cultivo una rosa blanca en junio como enero para el amigo sincero que me da su mano franca. They make a mound in my hand and in my stories of absences, a mossy sound. Recite Spanish Poems Today! Tonight I think of all the skies I have pondered and once loved.

A woman sleeps on an island and stops being herself, free now of the land. De cuerpos esbeltos y sanos, los hombres con sus figuras de esgrimistas— siento nostalgia al mirar esta foto.