Jose Asuncion Silva

(1865 - 1896 / Colombia)

Jose Asuncion Silva Poems

1. Enfermedades De La Ninez 9/14/2012
2. Estrellas Fijas 9/14/2012
3. Sub-Umbra 9/14/2012
4. Edenia 9/14/2012
5. La Noches Del Holgar 9/14/2012
6. Gutierrez Najera 9/14/2012
7. El Mal Del Siglo 9/14/2012
8. Madrigal 9/14/2012
9. Infancia 9/14/2012
10. Notas Perdidas 9/14/2012
11. A Veces 9/14/2012
12. Adriana 9/14/2012
13. Armonías 9/14/2012
14. Cápsulas 9/14/2012
15. Crepúsculo1 9/14/2012
16. Diego Fallón 9/14/2012
17. Filosofías (Silva) 9/14/2012
18. Idilio 2 9/14/2012
19. Juntos Los Dos 9/14/2012
20. La Ventana 9/14/2012
21. La Voz De Las Cosas 9/14/2012
22. Luz De Luna 9/14/2012
23. Poeta, Di Paso 9/14/2012
24. Realidad (Silva) 9/14/2012
25. Triste (Silva) 9/14/2012
26. Víctor Hugo (Silva) 9/14/2012
27. Las Ondinas 9/14/2012
28. Idilio - 1 9/14/2012
29. Un Poema 9/14/2012
30. Muertos 9/14/2012
31. A Ti (Silva) 9/14/2012
32. Humo 9/14/2012
33. Las Voces Silenciosas 9/14/2012
34. Al Oído Del Lector 9/14/2012
35. Vejeces 9/14/2012
36. La Calavera 9/14/2012
37. Egalité 9/14/2012
38. Serenata (José Asunción Silva) 9/14/2012
39. Día De Difuntos 9/14/2012
40. A Un Pesimista 9/14/2012

Comments about Jose Asuncion Silva

  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (11/4/2015 8:58:00 AM)

    I didn't know Jose Asuncion Silva and his interesting poetry. Thank you PH

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  • Juan Rodriguez Juan Rodriguez (11/4/2013 8:47:00 AM)

    This great Colombian poet is one of the greatest of the modernist movement. Silva just like Marti and Dario rejected a materialist world that was killing humanity just like today!

Best Poem of Jose Asuncion Silva

Chrysalises

The little girl, though very ill,
Went out one morning
To wander, with faltering footsteps,
The nearby hill.
She brought back mountain flowers
In which she hid
A chrysalis and, unknowing, set it
Close beside her bed.

A few days later, at the moment
She lay dying,
We all gathered round, our eyes
Red with crying,
And at the instant she departed
The whisper of wings
Was heard, and through the window,
Taking flight, escaping
Into the waiting garden, wafted
A golden butterfly.

Hurriedly, I searched for the insect’s
Now empty ...

Read the full of Chrysalises

Childhood

These recollections with the scent of ferns
Are the idyll of early years
(Gregorio Gutierrez González)

Accompanying the hazy memories
Time so generously glorifies,
Returning to a welcoming heart
And flocking like white butterflies,
Come fantasies of happy childhood days.

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