Poems

Guadarrama Guadarrama, is it you, old friend, mountains white and gray that I used to see painted against the blue those afternoons of the old days […]

Has My Heart Gone To Sleep? Has my heart gone to sleep? Have the beehives of my dreams stopped working, the waterwheel of the mind run […]

He andado muchos caminos He andado muchos caminos he abierto muchas veredas; he navegado en cien mares y atracado en cien riberas. En todas partes he […]

Inventario galante Tus ojos me recuerdan las noches de verano, negras noches sin luna, orilla al mar salado, y el chispear de estrellas del cielo negro […]

La saeta Dijo una voz popular: Quién me presta una escalera para subir al madero para quitarle los clavos a Jesús el Nazareno? Oh, la saeta, […]

Last Night As I Was Sleeping Last night as I was sleeping, I dreamt—marvelous error!— that a spring was breaking out in my heart. I said: […]

The Wind, One Brilliant Day The wind, one brilliant day, called to my soul with an odor of jasmine. “In return for the odor of my […]

Yo voy soñando caminos Yo voy soñando caminos de la tarde. ¡Las colinas doradas, los verdes pinos, las polvorientas encinas!… ¿Adónde el camino irá? Yo voy […]

A Congratulatory Poem While my sad Muse the darkest Covert Sought, To give a loose to Melancholy Thought; Opprest, and sighing with the Heavy Weight Of […]

A Thousand Martyrs I Have Made A thousand Martyrs I have made, All sacrific’d to my desire; A thousand Beauties have betray’d, That languish in resistless […]