Poetry at its finest

By Shivya

While reading The Motorycle Diaries, I came across this hauntingly beautiful poem written by Otero Silva, a Venezuelan poet and novelist born in 1908:

I heard splashing on the boat
her bare feet
And sensed in our faces
the hungry dusk
My heart swaying between her
and the street, the road
I don’t know where I found the strength
to free myself from her eyes
to slip from her arms
She stayed, crying through rain and glass
clouded with grief and tears
She stayed, unable to cry
Wait! I will come
walking with you.

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13 Responses to “Poetry at its finest”

  1. Varun Says:

    It is awesome indeed!

  2. manchitra Says:

    Thanks for posting it here other wise i would have missed it.:)

  3. vishesh unni raghunathan Says:

    :)

  4. amit Says:

    Have you seen the movie? I have it with me but haven’t seen it yet.

  5. shraddha Says:

    its totally awsome…

  6. Shivya Says:

    @ Varun: Yeap :)

    @ Manchitra: Thanks to Che Guevara for putting it in his travelogue!

    @ Vishesh: :)

    @ Amit: Not yet. It is way up on my list now.

    @ Shraddha: yeah :)

  7. Aadil Says:

    It indeed is a lovely poem!
    Thanks for sharing it! :)

  8. manchitra Says:

    Waiting for your posts:)

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  10. Shivya Says:

    @ Aadil: My pleasure :)

    @ Manchitra: Coming soon! Been a little caught up with packing and last minute errands.

    @ Reema: Congrats!

  11. Nikhil Says:

    Thanks for sharing it! Awesome! :)

  12. Dev Says:

    Feel like riding a bike and just sing a song to someone like the one mentioned in the poem.
    Wow..good you shared it.

  13. Shivya Says:

    @ Nikhil: :)

    @ Dev: Read the book. I bet you’ll really go riding a bike after :)

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