Jose Asuncion Silva Poems

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,
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One night
one night all full of murmurings, of perfumes and music of wings;
one night
in which fantastic fireflies burnt in the humid nuptial shadows,
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In a fragile vase
In your chamber are
Preserved butterflies
That when touched by
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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
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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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Si en tus recuerdos ves algún día
entre la niebla de lo pasado
surgir la triste memoria mía
medio borrada ya por los años,
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Until sunset!
From the dawn!
See the woodsmen of San Juan,
They want bread before it’s gone!
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