It's ten o'clock at night; in the room in semidarkness
My sister is asleep, hands on her chest;
Her face is very white and very white her bed,
As if it understood, the light is almost unlit
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A highly sentimental poem. I love the way she converses with wind and asks it to be gentle.
Watching her by night! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us
One of the best poems by Alfonsina Storni........................
Tore my heart up. She leads us inexorably along until we fear the truth and then must accept the truth and then see the multiple levels in this complex poem of love and lament and protest.She was a great poet.
freeze the gentle dream in her present Nice poem on protective elder sister. Thanks for sharing it here.
This is so heart-achingly beautiful. Only here is love given a holiness and dignity and sensitivity that it should have- -in the unselfish love of an older sister for a younger virginal sister unawakened by brutality and deception.
A beautiful description of dying and death. Expressed with love yet heartache. True poetry.