Theinkwell Poetry Challenge Week 2/ Aroma of earth

in The Ink Well4 years ago (edited)


It is very gratifying to know about this contest, and for the demands it entails. My poem is originally written in Spanish, as it is my native language (I copy it at the end, in case it interests you,and will not be disturbed), in free verse (as it is the form or style I follow since I started writing poetry), and without the use of punctuation marks ((in the modern poetic stream inaugurated by Mallarmé from A stroke of the dice...). I chose the second theme, that of rain (Option 2: the day the rains came). Greetings and thanks.


Linden alley in rain in late afternoon sunlight (Photo by Elena Belozorova) Fuente


Fragrant
the earth
and its green sprout
are born and travel
again this afternoon
in the rain

Increase his ad
over the calcareous roofs
naked the intimacy
of the bodies
keeps the memories
in its primordial humid

The rain
desert prophecy
brings us back to the promise
in the mud
on the breath

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Original version in Spanish:

Fragantes
la tierra
y su verde brote
nacen y viajan
nuevamente esta tarde
en la lluvia

Arrecia su anuncio
sobre los techos calinosos
desnuda la intimidad
de los cuerpos
abriga los recuerdos
con su primordial humedad

La lluvia
profecía en el desierto
nos devuelve a la promesa
al barro
al aliento


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Hi, @josemalavem, and thanks for such a a pleasant reading.

No doubt you are a talented an experienced poet.

About your poem:

In its first two stanzas, our sensitive speaker goes swiftly and smoothly from the physical impact rain has on our senses to its mysticism, which touches us spiritually. Powerful images ("the earth /and its green sprout /are born and travel," "naked the intimacy /of the bodies," "primordial humid"...) take us to the moment in which we feel the rain beyond the physical (without lessening the sensorial relevance of this aspect), and connect with nature.

Beautiful indeed. As I read these verses, I felt the intimacy we keep with the rain (one of my favorite motives, by the way). I think the deafening sound of rainfall creates an illusion of loneliness, which reinforces this sense of intimacy, whereas the petrichor activates our memories of previous encounters (with the rain) thus producing a powerful recollection of emotions. Every word in this poem has been chosen carefully as to produce delicate images loaded with prevailing meaning.

Thanks for sharing :)

Thanks to you, @marlyncabrera, for your very complete commentary, which interprets my poem very well, and enriches its meaningful possibilities. Greetings.

Remember to link your entry in a comment on the Challenge post :)

True! I forgot. I already did. Thank you.

I really like the soft cadence of this poem, @josemalavem, like a soft rain.

Thank you for your delicate and gentle commentary, @jayna. Greetings.