The Poems figuratively Are a form of language widely used in literature thanks to the licenses it gives, allowing the Metaphors , Greater expressiveness and broader and more original meanings.
A poem is a composition that uses the literary resources of poetry. It can be written in different ways, although the most traditional is in verse.
The verse is compound By sentences or sentences written on separate lines and grouped into sections called verses.
Each of these lines usually rhyme with each other, that is, a similar vocal sound, especially in the last word of each line or in alternate lines (even and / or odd).
On the other hand, figurative language is used when communicating an idea using a similar one for its explanation and understanding.
The opposite of Figurative is the Literal meaning , Where words have and use their real and strict meaning.
Poems in the Famous Sense of Famous Authors
1- The Tortoise
The turtle that
Walked
so long
And both saw
with
their
Old
Eyes,
the turtle
that ate
Olives
From the deepest
sea,
The turtle that swam
Seven centuries
And met
seven
one thousand
Springs,
the turtle
Armored
against
the heat
and the cold,
against
The rays and the waves,
the turtle
yellow
And silver,
With severe
moles
Amber
And feet of prey,
the turtle
he stayed
here
Sleeping,
And he does not know.
So old
he went
Putting hard,
left
To love the waves
And it was rigid
Like an iron.
Hill
Eyes that
so much
Sea, sky, time and earth
Challenged
And fell asleep
Among the others
Stones.
Author: Pablo Neruda
Sense Figure: The turtle is not a real turtle; The author refers to it to talk about old age, wisdom, the last days, perhaps of the author himself.
2- Phantom
How you come from old, coming,
Dazed, pale student,
To whose voice they still ask for comfort
The months dilated and fixed.
His eyes fought like rowers
In dead infinity
With hope of sleep and matter
Of beings coming out of the sea.
From the distance where
The smell of the earth is another
And the evening comes crying
In the form of dark poppies.
At the height of still days
The insensitive young diurnal
In your ray of light fell asleep
Affirmed as in a sword.
Meanwhile it grows in the shade
Of the long course in oblivion
The flower of solitude, damp, sweeping,
Like the earth in a long winter.
Author: Pablo Neruda
In this poem the ghost is not a real ghost, but a woman, a former lover perhaps, who appeared in the author's life after a long time of not knowing about her.
Poetic Art
A Vicente Aleixandre
The nostalgia of the sun on the roofs,
On the wall colored dove of cement
- yet so vivid - and the cold
Sudden that almost overwhelms.
The sweetness, the warmth of the lips alone
In the middle of the family street
Just like a big salon, where they came
Distant crowds as loved ones.
And above all the vertigo of time,
The great gap opening into the soul
While above are supernatural promises
That faint, as well as foams.
It is certainly the moment to think
That the fact of being alive demands something,
Perhaps heroics - or enough, simply,
Some humble common thing
Whose bark of terrestrial matter
To try between the fingers, with a little faith?
Words, for example.
Words of family spent warmly.
Author: Jaime Gil de Biedma
Sense figure: the author clearly speaks of death, of the loss of a loved one (Vicente Aleixandre, judging by the dedication), using metaphors that convey the idea of nostalgia, pain, recognition and the value of life .
4. You want me white
You want me dawn,
You want me to foam,
You want me to nacre.
Let it be a lily
Over all, caste.
Of faint perfume.
Corolla closed
Not even a moonbeam
Filtered have me.
Not even a margarita
Let's say my sister.
You want me to snow,
You want me white,
You want me dawn.
You all had
The glasses by hand,
Of fruits and honeys
The purple lips.
You at the banquet
Covered with branches
You left the meats
Celebrating Bacchus.
You in the gardens
Blacks of Deception
Red dress
You ran the Damn.
You that skeleton
Preserves intact
I dont know yet
For what miracles,
You want me white
(God forgive you),
You pretend to be chaste
(God forgive you),
You mean me dawn!
Flee into the woods,
Go to the mountain;
Clean your mouth;
He lives in the cabins;
Touch with hands
The wet soil;
Nourishes the body
With bitter root;
Drinks from the rocks;
He sleeps on frost;
Renew tissues
With nitrate and water;
Talk to the birds
And take off at dawn.
And when the meats
They will be made,
And when you have put
In them the soul
That for the bedrooms
She became entangled,
Then, good man,
Pretend me white,
Pretend me snowy,
Pretend caste.
Author: Alfonsina Storni
Figurative meaning: when the author refers to the terms"white","nivea","nacre", refers to the chastity that a man claims she has, when his life has been totally contrary to chastity.
5- The meeting
I found him on the path.
The water did not disturb his reverie
Nor did the roses open.
My soul was astonished.
And a poor woman has
His face full of tears!
He carried a light song
In the careless mouth,
And looking at me has become
He recorded the song he sang.
I looked at the path, I found it
Strange and dreamlike.
And at the dawn of diamond
I had my face with tears!
He continued his march by singing
And took my eyes...
Behind him were no more
Blue and tall salvias.
Does not matter! Remained in the air
Shaking my soul.
And although no one has hurt me
I have tears in my face!
He has not veiled tonight
As I stood by the lamp;
As he ignores, does not puncture
His chest of nard my craving;
But maybe because of his dream
Pass a smell of brooms,
Because a poor woman
Has her face with tears!
She was alone and not afraid;
With hunger and thirst he did not cry;
Since I saw him cross,
My God clothed me with sores.
My mother in her bed prays
For me your trusting prayer.
But maybe forever
I will have my face with tears!
Author: Gabriela Mistral
Sense Figurado: in this poem describes a meeting but at no time specifically says what or whom he found. Could it be a man, a bird (bad omen?), An illness or death. In any case, it was something unpleasant, that brought tears to the author.
References
- Figurative sense. Recovered from definicionabc.com.
- Ghost. Recovered from buscapoemas.net.
- Poems by Jaime Gil Biedma. Recovered from poesi.as.
- You want me white. Recovered from delos-poetas.com.
- The turtle. Retrieved from poems-del-alma.com.
- The encounter. Retrieved from www.myspace.com.