To See Him Again Poem by Gabriela Mistral

To See Him Again

Rating: 3.7


Never, never again?
Not on nights filled with quivering stars,
or during dawn's maiden brightness
or afternoons of sacrifice?

Or at the edge of a pale path
that encircles the farmlands,
or upon the rim of a trembling fountain,
whitened by a shimmering moon?

Or beneath the forest's
luxuriant, raveled tresses
where, calling his name,
I was overtaken by the night?
Not in the grotto that returns
the echo of my cry?

Oh no. To see him again --
it would not matter where --
in heaven's deadwater
or inside the boiling vortex,
under serene moons or in bloodless fright!

To be with him...
every springtime and winter,
united in one anguished knot
around his bloody neck!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fabrizio Frosini 17 November 2015

ORIGINAL SPANISH TEXT: Volverlo a Ver ¿Y nunca, nunca más, ni en noches llenas de temblor de astros, ni en las alboradas vírgenes, ni en las tardes inmoladas? ¿Al margen de ningún sendero pálido, que ciñe el campo, al margen de ninguna fontana trémula, blanca de luna? ¿Bajo las trenzaduras de la selva, donde llamándolo me ha anochecido, ni en la gruta que vuelve mi alarido? ¡Oh, no! ¡Volverlo a ver, no importa dónde, en remansos de cielo o en vórtice hervidor, bajo unas lunas plácidas o en un cárdeno horror! ¡Y ser con él todas las primaveras y los inviernos, en un angustiado nudo, en torno a su cuello ensangrentado!

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Savita Tyagi 19 December 2013

Marvelous expressions. So much passion!

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Kim Barney 19 December 2014

This poem could be about her friend, Romelio Ureta, who killed himself in 1909, but is more likely about her 17-year-old nephew, Juan Miguel Godoy, who killed himself on 14 August 1943. Does anyone know where I can find a copy of this poem in the original Spanish?

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Fabrizio Frosini 17 November 2015

Hi Kim, I've posted the original Spanish text: see upper box

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Pranab K Chakraborty 19 December 2014

Excellent tribute to a dearest one. Emotionally the poem floes with waveless pleasing aroma. |

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Mahtab Bangalee 18 February 2020

To be with him... every springtime and winter, united in one anguished knot around his neck! /// beautiful poem penned

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Edward Kofi Louis 18 February 2020

A pale path! ! ! To be with him; To see him once again. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 18 February 2020

At every springtime and winter we should feel the seasonal movement. This poem is very interesting and wonderfully this is written. Thank you very much for sharing this lovely work...10

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Chinedu Dike 22 September 2019

Deep feelings nicely expressed with clarity of thought and mind. Very heartfelt with strong emotions.

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Suman Pokhrel 17 October 2017

To see him again - it would not matter where - in heaven's deadwater or inside the boiling vortex, under serene moons or in bloodless fright! Beautifully penned!

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