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The 15 best short poems (by famous and anonymous authors)

The 15 best short poems (by famous and anonymous authors)

March 31, 2024

The word "poetry" comes from the Latin poiesis, which means "quality of creating, making or producing". It is a creative act where aesthetics and beauty are manifested through the word. Poetry is a literary genre associated with the expressive capacity and artistic sensitivity that takes the form of a verse, or sometimes of prose.

In this article you will find a selection of short poems of famous and anonymous authors.

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The 15 best short poems

There are innumerable poets and poetesses who have given us part of their artistic sensibility through wonderful texts. In this article you will find short poems of famous Latin American and Spanish authors, as well as some anonymous poets .


1. Here (Octavio Paz)

My steps on this street Resound In another street Where I hear my steps Pass in this street Where only fog is real.

2. To a general (Julio Cortázar)

Region of dirty hands of children hairless brushes upside down toothbrushes

Zone where the rat gets ennobled and there are innumerable flags and they sing hymns and someone turns you on, son of a bitch, a medal on the chest

And you rot the same.

3. Every time I think of you (Anonymous)

Every time I think of you, my eyes break in tears; and very sad I wonder, why do I love you so much?

4. Syndrome (Mario Benedetti)

I still have almost all my teeth almost all my hair and very few gray hairs I can make and break the love climb a ladder in pairs and run forty meters behind the bus so I should not feel old but the big problem is that before I did not notice in these details.


5. On clear nights (Gloria Fuentes)

On clear nights, I solve the problem of loneliness of being. I invite the moon and with my shadow we are three.

6. Spellings of harmony (Antonio Machado)

Spellings of harmony that rehearses inexperienced hand.

Weariness. Cacophony of the everlasting piano that I heard as a child dreaming ... I do not know with what, with something that did not come, everything that was already gone.

7. Farewell (Alejandra Pizarnik)

An abandoned fire kills its light. His song rises a bird in love. So many avid creatures in my silence and this small rain that accompanies me.

8. Unveiled (Gabriela Mistral)

As I am queen and I was a beggar, now I live in pure tremor that you leave me, and I ask you, pale, every hour: "Are you still with me? Oh, do not move away! »

I would like to do the marches smiling and trusting now that you have come; but even in sleep I am dreading and wondering between dreams: «Have not you left?»


9. Rima LX (Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer)

My life is a wasteland, a flower that I touch defoliates; that in my fatal way someone is sowing evil for me to pick it up.

10. I remember that I leave (Nezahualcoyotl)

How should I go? Will I leave nothing behind me on the earth? How should my heart act? In vain do we come to live, to sprout on the earth? Leave at least flowers Leave at least songs

11. Your eyes are star (Anonymous)

Your eyes are stars, your lips, velvet, and a love like the one I feel, it is impossible to hide it.

12. The roller coaster (Nicanor Parra)

For half a century poetry was the paradise of the solemn fool. Until I came and I settled down with my roller coaster.

Come up, if you like. Of course, I do not answer if they come down, throwing blood through their mouths and noses.

13. When the sea is round (Anonymous)

When the sea is round and the sun stops shining, that will be the day I can forget you.

14. America, I do not invoke your name in vain (Pablo Neruda)

AMERICA, I do not invoke your name in vain. When I hold the sword to my heart, when I hold it in my soul, the leak, when through the windows a new day of yours penetrates me, I am and I am in the light that produces me, I live in the shadow that determines me, I sleep and awake in your essential aurora: sweet as grapes, and terrible, conductor of sugar and punishment, drenched in your species sperm, suckled in blood from your inheritance.

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15. The six strings (Federico García Lorca)

Guitar

it makes dreams cry.

The sob of the souls

losses

it escapes through his mouth

Round

And like the tarantula,

weaves a big star

to hunt sighs,

they float in their black

wooden cistern.


A very inspiring poem : don't give up (must hear) (March 2024).


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