Belquis Barés

Rookie (june 22,1959 / Rosario. Pcía. Santa Fe. Argentina)

Prodigy - Poem by Belquis Barés

Nature delivered me a beautiful gift:
The lawn, covered in a snowy cloak,
Adorns with little clouds the tree
Without leaves, so sadly left behind.

He remains drawn in delight
Opposite my fascinated senses:
In the air, your sigh, hot steam
That I quickly catch in my hands.

For the magic of this white landscape,
The intangible thing to touch, the purpose, I have managed:
To feel your heart in love,
Now waves between my cold hands.

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  • (1/10/2006 10:43:00 AM)

    There is something magical to this exposition. Almost as if scattered about....the way the lines...' In the air, your sigh, hot steam that I quickly catch in my hands ' are allusion to; ' Opposite my fascinated senses ' . I was able to visualize this scene. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 16, 2005

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