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Noble como la cándida adorada del inmortal poeta florentino, corona de la frente inmaculada el dorado cabello…
Jose Asuncion Silva along with Jose Marti, Julian del Casal, Salvador Diaz Miron, and Manuel Gutierrez Najera first wrote poetry in the modernist vein or Moderniso (Modernist poetry that often created an exotic tapestry and in some of its aspects it represented, like contemporary movements in other literatures, a rejection of the materialist world of the day). His poems are supposed to be some of the most beautiful in the Spanish language. They are marked by technical innovations, haunting musical tones, and a brooding spirit of pessimism. Reflecting the spirit of European symbolism, they had great influence on Ruben Dario and other modernistas. The best known are Nocturno III, an elegy for his sister, Crepusculo, and Dia de difuntos (Day of the Dead). Silva also wrote a novel, De Sobremesa, notable for its rejection of realist conventions and its intense, lyrical focus on emotional experience. Unfortunately the life of this gifted poet was shadowed by the loss of a crucial manuscript, family debt, and the death of a beloved sister, and he committed suicide in 1896, leaving behind a debt of $210,000. Fernando Vallejo in his book Almas en pena, chapolas negras, tries to unravel the mystery of Silva's financial setbacks and suicide.)
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A M. Valenzuela Cual la naturaleza de la que forma parte y es fiel copia…
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El verso es un beso santo. ¡Poned en él tan sólo, un pensamiento puro, en cuyo fondo bullan hirvientes las imágenes como burbujas de oro de un viejo vino oscuro!…
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In a fragile vase In your chamber are Preserved butterflies That when touched by…
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El pobre Juan de Dios, tras de los éxtasis del amor de Aniceta, fue infeliz. Pasó tres meses de amarguras graves, y, tras lento sufrir,…
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These recollections with the scent of ferns Are the idyll of early years (Gregorio Gutierrez González)…
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The little girl, though very ill, Went out one morning To wander, with faltering footsteps, The nearby hill.…
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En la tarde, en las horas del divino crepúsculo sereno, se pueblan de tinieblas los espacios y las almas de sueños.…
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Es la hora de misterio en que el labriego al resonar del Ángelus el toque adiós que dice al moribundo día, la campanada bronca,…
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Junto a la cuna aún no está encendida la lámpara tibia, que alegra y reposa, y se filtra opaca, por entre cortinas de la tarde triste la luz azulosa.…
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The lamp that stands beside the crib Is not yet lighted to warm the gloom Of the blueish, opaque light falling Through the curtains of late afternoon.…
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Melancólica y dulce cual la huella que un sol poniente deja en el azul cuando baña a lo lejos los espacios con los últimos rayos de su luz…
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A una boca vendida, a una infame boca, cuando sintió el impulso que en la vida a locuras supremas nos provoca,…
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Cuando ya de la vida el alma tenga, con el cuerpo, rota, y duerma en el sepulcro esa noche, más larga que las otras,…
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No, that was not passion, It was the vague tenderness Inspired by a sickly child, Lang syne, and moon pale nights.…
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