#poems in spanish
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ketam1nedream · 1 month ago
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Instant lover
apremio en el sentido más reconocible del príncipe
cuando ofrece sus riendas
al aire
en medio del desbarrancamiento
gris sospecha
de lengua encantada en climas fríos
la punta del pie arlequinado brilla en el aire
puedo volar
pero no quiero que se asusten los comensales
un poco de ballet de primeros años
sopesa si el vacío
cuando se oscila
las luces de una mirada me hacen dócil y nadie piensa que sea temible
separados cuerpo y carroza
animales también oscilando
el verde atardecer
acerca una tormenta
pero todavía el sol traspasa los cabellos
dispersos
por la abolición del instante
antes ocurría por las noches
hace tiempo levito calles recogiendo
guiños joyeros de óxido y kif
negro espiral negro
deparará
a toda velocidad
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-por Príncipe-
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perfectquote · 2 months ago
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I hope that you never, not even for one second, become a secondary character in your own story.
spanish teacher
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cicada-heart · 3 months ago
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bonaventure cemetery 🤍
august 2024
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ananayellow · 2 months ago
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“(…) Perder la mirada, distraídamente,
perderla y que nunca la vuelva a encontrar:
y, figura erguida, entre cielo y playa,
sentirme el olvido perenne del mar.”
Dolor, Alfonsina Storni.
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thoughtkick · 6 days ago
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I hope that you never, not even for one second, become a secondary character in your own story.
spanish teacher
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thehopefulquotes · 4 months ago
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I hope that you never, not even for one second, become a secondary character in your own story.
spanish teacher
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surqrised · 27 days ago
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I hope that you never, not even for one second, become a secondary character in your own story.
spanish teacher
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andrumedus · 4 months ago
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To survive myself I forged you like a weapon, like an arrow in my bow, like a stone in my sling. But the hour of vengeance strikes, and I love you.
Pablo Neruda, tr. & ed. by Mark Eisner, The Essential Neruda: Selected Poems; from Twenty Love Poems: 1, "Body of woman"
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shelivesthepoetryyy · 2 years ago
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But you are. You are worth all that trouble. You are worth walking through a fucking fire. Don’t you see that?
Elena Armas, The Spanish Love Deception
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quotefeeling · 7 months ago
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I hope that you never, not even for one second, become a secondary character in your own story.
spanish teacher
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lionofchaeronea · 1 month ago
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"Fishermen" -- Federico García Lorca (1898-1936)
Fishermen
The enormous tree fishes with its lianas rare moles out of the earth.
The willow above the pool fishes for its nightingales. …but the white moon will not bite on the cypress’ green hook…nor will your heart bite on mine, little brunette of Granada.
Pescadores
El árbol gigantesco pesca con sus lianas topos raros de la tierra.
El sauce sobre el remanso se pesca sus ruiseñores. …pero en el anzuelo verde del ciprés la blanca luna no morderá…ni tu corazón al mio, morenita de Granada.
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thoughtkick · 1 year ago
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I hope that you never, not even for one second, become a secondary character in your own story.
spanish teacher
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icecreamwithjackdaniels · 8 months ago
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I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
— Pablo Neruda, Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair, 1924
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mournfulroses · 1 year ago
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Miguel Hernández, from Twenty Poems; "Do You Recall That Throat,"
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babylon-crashing · 9 days ago
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3. sólo la sed el silencio ningún encuentro cuídate de mí, amor mío cuídate de la silenciosa en el desierto de la viajera con el vaso vacío y de la sombra de su sombra. only thirst silence no encounter be careful of me, my love be careful of the silent one in the desert of the traveler with the empty glass and of the shadow of her shadow ~ Alejandra Pizarnik, Árbol de Diana (1962)
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trogo-auto-egocratico · 2 months ago
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Sólo buscaba un lugar más o menos propicio para vivir, quiero decir, un sitio pequeño donde cantar y poder llorar tranquila a veces. En verdad no quería una casa, sólo quería un jardín.
Alejandra Pizarnik.
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