The Tuesday Platform

[To Find A Kiss Of Yours]

by Federico García Lorca - 1898-1936

To find a kiss of yours
what would I give
A kiss that strayed from your lips
dead to love

My lips taste
the dirt of shadows     

To gaze at your dark eyes
what would I give

Dawns of rainbow garnet
fanning open before God— 

The stars blinded them
one morning in May

And to kiss your pure thighs
what would I give
Raw rose crystal
sediment of the sun

(Translated by Sarah Arvio)

[Por encontrar un beso tuyo] Spanish Version

Por encontrar un beso tuyo,
¿qué daría yo?
¡Un beso errante de tu boca
muerta para el amor!

(Tierra de sombra
come mi boca.)

Por contemplar tus ojos negros,
¿qué daría yo?
¡Auroras  de carbunclos irisados
abiertas frente a Dios!

(Las estrellas los cegaron
una mañana de mayo.)

Y por besar tus muslos castos,
¿qué daría yo?
(Cristal de rosa primitiva,
sedimento de sol.)

Born on June 5, 1898, in Fuente Vaqueros, Granada province, Spain, Federico Garcia Lorca was the most influential and popular poet of Spanish literature in the 20th century. He possessed quite a unique style of writing in which he liked to make use of various symbols in order to convey the meaning behind his work. 

Throughout his writing journey he used vast amount of metaphors as powerful literary tools. Whereas in terms of themes, Lorca’s work consisted of folklore and fables combined with a modernist sensibility of despair and depth of soul or heart.

I am also including one of my favorite songs by Sixpence None The Richer:

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Such Were Syllables That Possessed May ~

Born on August 8, 1884 in St. Louis, Missouri, U.S. her first published poem appeared in the St. Louis, Missouri, weekly Reedy’s Mirror in May 1907 and later her first volume of verse, Sonnets to Duse, and Other Poems during the same year. Sara Trevor Teasdale's poems were noted for their classical simplicity and quiet intensity. She wrote technically excellent, pure, openhearted lyrics usually in such conventional verse forms as quatrains or sonnets. Her growth as a poet is nonetheless evident in Flame and Shadow (1920), Dark of the Moon (1926), and Stars To-night (1930).

For today's challenge, I want you to draw inspiration from the poem above and write one of your own as blossoms arrive like cream cheese frosting on trees in delectable yellows and pinks.

Choose your own form or write in free verse, if preferred. I look forward to reading what you guys come up with. Please do visit others and remember to comment on their poems. Have fun!🍰

A Poem of Our Own

Greetings, my dearest Toads! Day 10 of 30… can you believe it? Neither can I. There is poetry everywhere. I find it almost overwhelming. Even, if unlike many of you, I’m not participating in every April prompt. I just don’t think my bones would be able to keep up. Still, I’ve been enjoying the poetic torrent to no end. I hope the same is true for all of you.

Today, I wish us to create poetry into which we weave the titles of 3 of our own poems. Here is a very short example:

After months

in winter’s belly,

want for warmth sets

my memories afire,

and leaves me high
on spring blues.

The linked words are the titles of 3 of my poems. Your piece doesn’t need to be directly related to the 3 poems you choose to use. But if you want to add that extra challenge, then write with it! 

April isn’t looking all that spring(y) in NYC… It’s snowing right now.

Please, link a new poem to Mr. Linky, below. Visit other Toads. The links will remain live, so we’ll have plenty of time to read everyone’s poetic yum. Don’t forget to have a total blast!