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Jose Asuncion Silva
Jose Asuncion Silva Poems
| 41. | Melancolía (Silva) | 9/14/2012 |
| 42. | Midnight Dreams | 9/14/2012 |
| 43. | Muertos | 9/14/2012 |
| 44. | Nocturne Iii | 1/1/2004 |
| 45. | Nocturno (Silva) | 9/14/2012 |
| 46. | Nocturno 1 (Silva) | 9/14/2012 |
| 47. | Notas Perdidas | 9/14/2012 |
| 48. | Poeta, Di Paso | 9/14/2012 |
| 49. | Realidad (Silva) | 9/14/2012 |
| 50. | Serenata (José Asunción Silva) | 9/14/2012 |
| 51. | Sinfonia Color De Fresa Con Leche | 9/14/2012 |
| 52. | Sub-Umbra | 9/14/2012 |
| 53. | Suspiro (Yearning) | 4/6/2010 |
| 54. | The Woodsmen Of San Juan | 4/6/2010 |
| 55. | Triste (Silva) | 9/14/2012 |
| 56. | Un Poema | 9/14/2012 |
| 57. | Vejeces | 9/14/2012 |
| 58. | Víctor Hugo (Silva) | 9/14/2012 |
Comments about 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 ...
Nocturne Iii
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,
slowly by my side, pressed altogether close, silent and pale,
as if a presentiment of infinite bitternesses
agitated you unto the most hidden fibers of your being,
along the flowering path which crosses the plain
you walked;
I didn't know Jose Asuncion Silva and his interesting poetry. Thank you PH
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!