Tag Archives: Galician poetry

Henrique Rabunhal- Dialogue with my lover

Dialogue with my lover Listen! Do you feel the wind, shaving the windows ? It is my body which goes around sticking to you, Bled dry in a dream that scales buildings, In bites like hours and like snow. Handed … Continue reading

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Noriega Varela- the Angelic Wolf

Noriega Varela This is an article translated from the book Galicia Emigrante 1954-1971 a collection of the radio broadcasts of Luis Seoane (Ediciós do Castro: A Coruña, 1994). Angelic Wolf is the name the great poet of Portugal, Teixeira de Pascoes, gave … Continue reading

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Celso Emilio Ferreiro- Longa Noite de Pedra

Long Night of Stone In my path there is a stone I have a stone in the middle of the path I have a stone In the middle of the path I have a stone. (Carlos Drummond de Andrade) The … Continue reading

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Hurdy Gurdy Romance

Hurdy Gurdy Romance  -Count Laiño with your sweet loving, Do not go far from the side of hearth. Haughty gallant with eyes burning, Suffering gallant who speaks so sweet. -Beside the manor I have a love, Ah, beloved treasure Of … Continue reading

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There you have him- Man

There are wounded knees that touch the ground Joined hands that unite the soul in one moment Lips that gurgle prayers like mountain springs In the dark of the night, steaming chalices of blood. Someone’s soft hand presses against the … Continue reading

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Rosalía de Castro: Word and Idea

Word and idea- a chasm gapes Between them, sublime orator. If you once loved, tell me: when you loved Is it not true you lost your tongue? And in your hate did you not keep Silent the ice of your … Continue reading

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Rosalía de Castro- The Oak Trees

How quick the implacable axe Felled to the ground Oaks and holm oaks. And by the light of darling dawn How bald appears The mountain crest! Where yesterday coppice and wood Were rustic thick, Enveloped in sweet mystery When mists … Continue reading

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Rosalía de Castro- I loved you so much

“I loved you so much, my girl, Such love I had for you For me you were moon White dawn and bright sun; Clean water in a fresh fountain, Rose in the garden of God; My chest’s soft breathing Life … Continue reading

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Noriega Varela- A Worm Goes By

Don’t step on me, walker! Insignificant pauper, I’ve a saint’s advocacy Who calls to the wandering wolf, My brother, who stands in for All the Lord’s delicacy.   This short poem rests on the slight dissonance of that ‘delicacy’ at … Continue reading

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