Alfonsina Storni Poems
- Little Little Man Little little man, little little man, set ...
- Sweet Torture My melancholy was gold dust in your hands; On ...
- I Am Going To Sleep Teeth of flowers, hairnet of dew, hands ...
- Sleep Peacefully You said the word that enamors My hearing. ...
- Lighthouse In The Night The sky a black sphere, the sea a ...
- They'Ve Come Today my mother and sisters came to see ...
- A Eros (To Eros) HE AQUI que te cacé por el pescuezo a la ...
Storni was born in Sala Capriasca, Switzerland to an Argentine beer industrialist living in Switzerland for a few years. There, Storni learned to speak Italian. Following the failure of the family business, they opened a tavern in the city of Rosario, Argentina, where Storni worked at a variety of chores.
In 1907, she joined a traveling theatre company which took her around the country. With them she performed in Henrik Ibsen's Spectres, Benito Pérez Galdós's La loca de la casa, and Florencio Sánchez's Los muertos.
Back in Rosario she finished her studies as a rural primary teacher, and also started working for Mundo Rosarino and Monos y Monadas local magazines, as well... more »
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Little Little Man
Little little man, little little man,
set free your canary that wants to fly.
I am that canary, little little man,
leave me to fly.
I was in your cage, little little man,
little little man who gave me my cage.
I say "little little" because you don't understand me
Nor will you understand.
Nor do I understand you, but meanwhile,
open for me the cage from which I want to escape.
Little little man, I loved you half an hour,
Don't ask me again.