#claribel alegría

[typewriter-worries]

It's world poetry day so here are some (more) of my favorite poems:

What You Missed That Day You Were Absent from Fourth Grade by Brad Aaron Modlin

All Trains Are Going Local by Timothy Liu

Rural Boys Watch the Apocalypse by Keaton St. James (@boykeats)

HOPE YOU’RE WELL. PLEASE DON’T READ THIS. by Lev St. Valentine (@dogrotpdf)

Time of Love by Claribel Alegría

Every Job Has a First Day by Rebecca Gayle Howell

ALL THAT WANTING, RIGHT? by Devin Kelly

Reading by A.R. Ammons

things i want to ask you by Helga Floros

Night Bird by Danusha Laméris

Prayer for Werewolves by Stephanie Burt

The Two Times I Loved You the Most In a Car by Dorothea Grossman

The Yearner by Rachel Long

If I Had Three Lives by Sarah Russell

I Dream on a Crowded Subway Train with My Eyes Open But My Body Swaying by Chen Chen

We Have Not Long to Love by Tennessee Williams

Jesus at the Gay Bar by Jay Hulme

Cracks by Dieu Dinh

and here's part one <3

[garadinervi]

Salvatore Quasimodo, Alle fronde dei salici (1946) [from Giorno dopo giorno (1947)], in Claribel Alegría, La mujer del río / Woman of the River, Translated by D. J. Flakoll, University of Pittsburgh Press, Pittsburgh, PA, 1989

E come potevamo noi cantare con il piede straniero sopra il cuore, fra i morti abbandonati nelle piazze sull'erba dura di ghiaccio, al lamento d'agnello dei fanciulli, all'urlo nero della madre che andava incontro al figlio crocifisso sul palo del telegrafo? Alle fronde dei salici, per voto, anche le nostre cetre erano appese, oscillavano lievi al triste vento. – Salvatore Quasimodo, Alle fronde dei salici (1946) [from Giorno dopo giorno (1947)]

[la-scigghiu]

Non ho ali né piume sul mio corpo ma posso volare quando affiora una poesia.

🔸Claribel Alegría

.🦋.

[propertiesofjoy]

from luisa in realityland, claribel alegría

[majestativa]

I disguised myself as witch jaguar serpent and kept on diving and I found my nagual but I told nobody the name of my nagual and I will never tell it to anyone.

— Claribel Alegría, Thresholds/Umbrales: Poems, (1996)

[violettesiren]

5 I want to tell you, beloved, the poetry given us in the bread, the bed, the song, the audacious spring, the sweet weeping of the child awaking to the day.

It tastes of winter earth, of distance the name that covers us with its mantle. In my hours of shadow and of tears it is a lily that lights my desert.

For all these reasons I love you. The way you talk, your eyelids, your stature, the grace of your gentle movements

as you lay you body down like a river. When the sea closes me within dark night, it is your voice that captains my ship.

from Love Sonnets by Claribel Alegría

[sentientsky]

Claribel Alegría, “From the Bridge"

[softkyber]

Rain is falling falling and memories keep flooding by they show me a senseless world a voracious world—abyss ambush whirlwind spur but I keep loving it because I do because of my five senses because of my amazement because every morning, because forever, I have loved it without knowing why.

Claribel Alegría, from “Rain”, trans. Margaret S. Peden

[villings]

¿Por qué siempre el recuerdo?

Claribel Alegría

[swingtoscano]

Che strano ospite questo amore

più mi svuota più mi riempie.

Claribel Alegría

[stillnotflor]

Barajando recuerdos

Barajando recuerdos me encontré con el tuyo. No dolía. Lo saqué de su estuche, sacudí sus raíces en el viento, lo puse a contraluz: Era un cristal pulido reflejando peces de colores, una flor sin espinas que no ardía. Lo arrojé contra el muro y sonó la sirena de mi alarma. ¿Quién apagó su lumbre? ¿Quién le quitó su filo a mi recuerdo-lanza que yo amaba?

[garadinervi]

Claribel Alegría to Gabriela Mistral, Washington, D.C., November 1945 [Biblioteca Nacional de Chile, Santiago]

[southernlonewolf]

Voglio essere tutto in amore

l’amante

l’amata

la vertigine

la brezza

L’acqua che specchia

e questa nuvola bianca

vaporosa

indecisa

che ci copre un istante

Claribel Alegría

[poesiablog60]

Sono stata la nuvola

e la pioggia

e il mare

e voglio essere la sera

e il muro

e te

CLARIBEL ALEGRÍA

[majestativa]

I believed I had entrapped poetry but it flew, it flew.

— Claribel Alegría, Thresholds/Umbrales: Poems, (1996)

[etarragof]

Tiempo de amor

05 diciembre 2022

“Sólo cuando te amo

sé que no acabo en mí,

que es transito la vida

y que la muerte es transito,

y el tiempo un carbunculo encendido

sin ayeres gastados,

sin futuro”

Claribel Alegría (1924 – 2018)

De “Tiempo de amor”

E. Tarragó