Sobre la falda tenia el libro abierto; en mi mejilla…
““Sobre la falda tenia el libro abierto; en mi mejilla tocaban sus rizos negros; no veiamos las letras ninguno, creo; mas guardabamos entrambos hondo silencio. Cuanto duro? Ni aun entonces pude saberlo; solo se que no se oia mas que el aliento, que apresurado escapaba del labio seco. Solo se que nos volvimos los dos a un tiempo, y nuestros ojos se hallaron, y sono un beso. Creacion de Dante era el libro, era su Infierno. Cuando a el bajamos los ojos, yo dije, tremulo: Comprendes ya que un poema cabe en un verso?" Y ella respondio, encendida: Ya lo comprendo!" On her skirt she had an open book on my cheek her black locks of hair we didn't see the letters any of them, I think though we kept between us a deep silence How much did it last? Not even then I could know I only know that I couldn't hear anything more than her breath that fastly went out of her dry lips I only know that we both turned our sight at same time and our eyes met the other and a kiss was heard The creation of Dante was the book it was its Inferno when we both turned down the eyes to it I said, trembling: 'Do you already understand that a poem fits in a verse?'' And she answered lightened up: I understand!””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
A lover describes a silent, intimate exchange where a poem’s essence is captured in a single breath, symbolizing deep, unspoken connection.
In simple terms: A poem’s meaning can be felt in a single shared moment.
Seek depth in brief encounters.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- reading poetry
- writing love letters
- intimate conversations
- artistic inspiration
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What does the breath represent?
- How can silence convey love?
May romanticize fleeting moments.