Thursday, May 29, 2014

My Sister Comments

Rating: 4.7

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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Alfonsina Storni
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Lyn Paul 23 May 2019

A beautiful description of dying and death. Expressed with love yet heartache. True poetry.

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Savita Tyagi 23 May 2019

A highly sentimental poem. I love the way she converses with wind and asks it to be gentle.

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Anil Kumar Panda 23 May 2019

A beautiful poem indeed. Enjoyed very much.

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Edward Kofi Louis 23 May 2019

Watching her by night! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us

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Bernard F. Asuncion 23 May 2019

One of the best poems by Alfonsina Storni........................

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Susan Williams 17 March 2018

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.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 17 March 2017

freeze the gentle dream in her present Nice poem on protective elder sister. Thanks for sharing it here.

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Susan Williams 21 January 2016

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.

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Manonton Dalan 21 January 2016

she knows nothing she's asleep

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