Author: Alfonsina Storni

The sky a black sphere, The sea a black disk. The lighthouse opens Its solar fan on the coast. Spinning […]

Today my mother and sisters Came to see me. I had been alone a long time With my poems, my […]

My melancholy was gold dust in your hands; On your long hands I scattered my life; My sweetnesses remained clutched […]

Little little man, little little man, Set free your canary that wants to fly. I am that canary, little little […]

You said the word that enamors My hearing. You already forgot. Good. Sleep peacefully. Your face should Be serene and […]

Teeth of flowers, hairnet of dew, Hands of herbs, you, perfect wet nurse, Prepare the earthly sheets for me And […]