poet Alfonsina Storni

Alfonsina Storni

I Am Going To Sleep

Teeth of flowers, hairnet of dew,
hands of herbs, you, perfect wet nurse,
prepare the earthly sheets for me
and the down quilt of weeded moss.

I am going to sleep, my nurse, put me to bed.
Set a lamp at my headboard;
a constellation; whatever you like;
all are good: lower it a bit.

Leave me alone: you hear the buds breaking through . . .
a celestial foot rocks you from above
and a bird traces a pattern for you

so you'll forget . . . Thank you. Oh, one request:
if he telephones again
tell him not to keep trying for I have left . . .

Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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Comments about I Am Going To Sleep by Alfonsina Storni

  • Abraham Breton (8/27/2018 9:43:00 AM)

    Her life is worth to be put into a movie or documentary.

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  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (3/17/2018 2:07:00 AM)

    Leave me alone: you hear the buds breaking through...
    a celestial foot rocks you from above
    and a bird traces a pattern for you....my 'God so very poetic...... thank u dear poetess. tony

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  • John O''Leary (1/24/2018 9:17:00 AM)

    What a beautiful poem. How she gives herself, without ease, into the caring hands of nature and the earth is stunning. This poem could be such a comfort to those faced with their mortality. The first few lines read like a spell or an incantation. Beautiful.

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  • Susan WilliamsSusan Williams (1/21/2016 2:27:00 PM)

    She has reached the end of her journey and is calm about returning to the earth from which she was created. She is an example of one who does go gentle into the night there being not a trace of fear shown here.

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  • Kim BarneyKim Barney (1/21/2016 12:15:00 PM)

    Sleep, the final one, from which there is no awakening... until the resurrection!
    A beautiful poem. Shame on the 29 voters who have only rated this poem as 4.9 out of ten. It deserves much higher than that!

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  • M Asim NehalM Asim Nehal (1/21/2016 11:08:00 AM)

    so you'll forget... Thank you. Oh, one request:
    if he telephones again
    tell him not to keep trying for I have left...

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  • Savita TyagiSavita Tyagi (1/21/2016 7:36:00 AM)

    Great style! If all could have that state of mind for the last sleep!

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  • Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi (1/21/2016 5:04:00 AM)

    wonderful imagination of resting under the care of the Earth Nurse, though the tone of this poem is too sad..

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  • Ratnakar Mandlik (1/21/2016 4:21:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem bidding farewell while going for the final sleep. Thanks for sharing.

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  • Manonton Dalan (1/21/2016 12:40:00 AM)

    she's running away
    from somebody...
    unfortunate there's no
    text nor email on those
    time yet

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