Jose Asuncion Silva

(1865 - 1896 / Colombia)

Childhood - Poem by Jose Asuncion Silva

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.

Blue Beard, Little Red Ridinghood,
Lilliputians and the giant Gulliver,
All of you, floating in the mist of dreams,
Spread your wings, fly,
So I, the happy journeyer
Through storybooks, may summon you
To join with other, beloved characters.

O blessed youth! Eyes aglimmer
With dawning discovery
Follow the weary teacher’s hand
Across the big red figures
In the tattered primer,
Where traces of vague recognition,
Rewarding periods of youthful despondency,
Beneath indifferent shadows
Begin forming letters into words

On a dewy, white,
Luminous, restless August morning,
Helping a blazing sun rise
On wings of the breeze
Toward skies dotted with drifting clouds;
Listening to a grandmother’s
Exemplary fairy tales;
Skipping school
To organize a clamorous battle
In which rocks rattle like bullets
And a rumpled kerchief becomes a flag.
Constructing a manger scene
Of materials gathered from the woods,
Then, after the long, rowdy outing
Arranging the grasses,
Coral twigs, and treasured mosses,
And on strange and alien landscapes,
Perspectives never seen or dreamed,
Creating roads of golden sand
And waterfalls of gleaming tinsel.

Positioning the Wise Men on the hill
And overhead
The star that led them from afar;
In the crib, the laughing Baby Jesus
In his bed of
Softest mosses and leafy ferns.

Pristine soul, blush-pink cheeks,
Skin like ermine on the snow,
Flaxen curls,
Sparkling yet peaceful eyes, how fair
In memory the innocent babe!

Childhood, hallowed valley
Of blessed calm and coolness,
Where rays that will later blast our days
So softly shine,
How saintly your pure innocence,
How fleeting your brief happiness,
How sweet in hours of bitterness
To turn back to the past
And call upon those memories!


Comments about Childhood by Jose Asuncion Silva

  • Drtony Brahmin (12/11/2019 12:10:00 AM)

    Blue Beard, Little Red Ridinghood,
    Lilliputians and the giant Gulliver,
    All of you, floating in the mist of dreams,
    Spread your wings, fly great poem. tony
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  • Stephen Kiernan (12/10/2019 1:12:00 PM)

    I think we can all relate to this beautiful poem (Report)Reply

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  • Kingsley Egbukole (12/10/2019 11:32:00 AM)

    Lovely memories of beautiful childhood days. Nice poem. (Report)Reply

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  • (12/10/2019 10:43:00 AM)

    Good memories Jose Asuncion SIlva, congrats! (Report)Reply

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  • Tamara Beryl Latham (12/10/2019 10:13:00 AM)

    We poets are all touched by childhood memories. Your poem trumpets our inner thoughts. Great job! (Report)Reply

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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (12/10/2019 7:38:00 AM)

    Children love to listen grandmother's word. This poem gives emotion and attracts reader's mind. This poem is an amazing poem....10 (Report)Reply

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  • Bharat Jagwani (12/10/2019 5:26:00 AM)

    Nice Sir...
    Wonderful! ! !
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  • Mahtab Bangalee (12/10/2019 3:02:00 AM)

    Pristine soul, blush-pink cheeks,
    Skin like ermine on the snow,
    Flaxen curls,
    Sparkling yet peaceful eyes, how fair
    In memory the innocent babe! /// beautiful childhood time, beautiful imagery description
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  • Sarah Shahzad (12/10/2019 1:23:00 AM)

    wonderful sharing like it..! ! Your poetry is a pleasure to read, pleez do comment/ review/ write your thoughts on my site too.. :) (Report)Reply

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  • Aniruddha Pathak (12/10/2019 1:02:00 AM)

    A great poem recalling childhood memories...
    But we are always wanting what is not,
    Often I've seen a child too eager to grow up and enjoys things like a grown up.
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  • Paresh Chakra (12/6/2018 11:35:00 AM)

    Childhood is a very gorgeous poem 10+++++++ (Report)Reply

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  • (8/29/2017 11:02:00 PM)

    Excellent fantasies of happy childhood days (Report)Reply

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  • (3/26/2017 10:01:00 AM)

    The poem about childhood is very interesting. (Report)Reply

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  • Amar Agarwala (7/13/2016 7:10:00 PM)

    A beautiful insight into childhood and of those nostalgic memories. Nice Read! (Report)Reply

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  • Joel Aboderin (7/13/2016 12:07:00 PM)

    This is great. Like I should relive the moments. (Report)Reply

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  • Joel Aboderin (7/13/2016 11:56:00 AM)

    Gulliver; brings back memories... Nice (Report)Reply

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  • (7/13/2016 11:27:00 AM)

    Very true,
    Flocking like butterflies,
    Come fantasies of childhood days.
    A great poem and a pleasure to read. Thanks for sharing it here.
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  • (7/13/2016 9:20:00 AM)

    .....storybooks and childhood a beautiful combination ★ (Report)Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (7/13/2016 3:23:00 AM)

    Memories! ! ! Spread your wings and fly. Nice piece of work. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 6, 2010



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