We leave you a list of poems of four stanzas of Pablo Neruda, Mario Benedetti, Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer, Federico García Lorca and others.
A poem is a composition that uses the literary resources of poetry. It may be written in different ways, but it is usually in verse.
This means that it is composed of sentences or sentences written on separate lines and grouped into sections called verses. Each of these lines usually have rhyme to each other, that is, a similar vocal sound, especially in the last word of the lines.
The length of the poems can be unlimited and is not governed by any norm. There are single-line poems and others that can fill several pages.
But it could be said that a standard extension is the one that has 4 stanzas, since it is a length that allows to sufficiently develop the idea that is wanted to transmit.
It is common to associate poetry with love and romanticism, but it is good to clarify that a poem can be written on any subject. However, poetry has the intrinsic intention of communicating a stylized, sublime and beautiful idea.
Contemporary poetry has many licenses that sometimes do not allow to fit the poems in a certain structure. In this way, we find poems in prose, without rhyme, with verses or asymmetrical stanzas, and so on.
8 poems of 4 stanzas by famous authors
Body of Woman
Body of woman, white hills, white thighs,
You look like the world in your attitude of surrender.
My body of savage peasantry is undercutting you.
And makes the child jump from the bottom of the earth
I was just like a tunnel. The birds were fleeing from me.
And in me the night entered its powerful invasion.
To survive I forged you as a weapon,
Like an arrow in my bow, like a stone in my sling.
But the hour of revenge falls, and I love you.
Body of skin, moss, avid and firm milk.
Ah the chest cups! In the eyes of absence!
Ah, the pubic roses! Ah your slow and sad voice!
Body of my woman, will persist in your grace.
My thirst, my anxiety without limit, my way undecided!
Dark channels where the eternal thirst follows,
And the fatigue follows, and the infinite pain.
Author: Pablo Neruda
Vice versa
I'm afraid to see you, need to see you,
Hope to see you, it's hard to see you
I want to find you, concern to find you,
Certainty of finding you, poor doubts of finding you.
I have urgency to hear you, joy to hear you,
Good luck hearing you and fears of hearing you.
In short, I am fucked and radiant,
Perhaps more the first than the second and vice versa.
Author: Mario Benedetti
To read with your gray eyes
To read with your gray eyes,
To sing them with your clear voice,
To fill your chest with emotion,
I did my verses myself.
To find in your chest asylum
And give them youth, life, warmth,
Three things that I can not give,
I did my verses myself.
To make you enjoy my joy,
For you to suffer with my pain,
So that you feel throbbing my life,
I did my verses myself.
To be able to put before your plants
The offering of my life and my love,
With soul, broken dreams, laughter, tears,
I did my verses myself.
From: Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer
Malagueña
Death
Enter and exit
Of the tavern.
Black horses pass by
And sinister people
By the deep roads
Of the guitar.
And there is a smell of salt
And to female blood,
In the feverish nardos
of the Marine.
Death
Enters and leaves,
And goes out and enters
The death of the tavern.
Author: Federico García Lorca
Farewell
If I die,
Leave the balcony open.
The boy eats oranges.
(From my balcony I see it).
The reaper mowing wheat.
(From my balcony I'm sorry).
If I die,
Leave the balcony open!
Author: Federico García Lorca
Old Songs
I
At the time of the dew,
Of the fog leave
White sierra and green meadow.
The sun in the oak woods!
Until erased in the sky,
The larks go up.
Who put feathers in the field?
Who made crazy ground wings?
In the wind over the mountains,
Has the golden eagle
Wide open wings.
About the pillory
Where the river is born,
On the turquoise lake
And the cliffs of green pines;
Over twenty villages,
On one hundred paths...
Through the air trails,
Lady eagle,
Where are you going to fly so early in the morning?
II
There was already a moonrise
In the blue sky.
The moon in the espartales,
Near Alicún!
Round about the alcor,
And broken in the murky waters
Of the lower Guadiana.
Between Úbeda and Baeza
The knoll of the two sisters:
Baeza, poor and lady;
Ubeda, Queen and Gypsy??.
And in the holm oak,
Round and blessed moon,
Always with me to the par!
III
Close to Úbeda la grande,
Whose mountains no one will see,
I was following the moon
On the olive grove.
A panting moon,
Always with me at par.
I thought: bandits
Of my land!, when walking
On my light horse.
Someone with me will go!
That this moon knows me
And with fear, it gives me
The pride of having been
Once captain.
IV
In the Sierra de Quesada
There is a giant eagle,
Greenish, black and gold,
Always open wings.
It is of stone and does not get tired.
Past Port Lorente,
Among clouds gallop
The horse of the mountains.
It never gets tired: it's rock.
In the hondón of the ravine
Is seen the fallen rider,
That raises the arms to the sky.
The arms are made of granite.
And where no one goes up,
There is a smiling virgin
With a blue river in its arms.
It is the Virgin of the Sierra.
Author: Antonio Machado
Spring Purpose
To Vargas Vila.
To greet I offer and to celebrate I make myself
Your triumph, Love, to the kiss of the season that arrives
While the white swan of the blue lake sails
In the magical park of my witness triumphs.
Love, your golden sickle has reaped my wheat;
For you I am flattered by the soft sound of the Greek flute,
And for you Venus lavish his apples he gives me
And he gives me the pearls of fig honeys.
In the erect term I place a crown
In which of fresh roses the purple detonates;
And while the water sings under the dark wood,
Next to the teenager who in the mystery
I will hasten, alternating with your sweet exercise,
The golden amphoras of the divine Epicurus.
Author: Rubén Darío
References
- Poem and its elements: verse, verse, rhyme. Recovered from portaleducativo.net
- Poem. Retrieved from en.wikipedia.org
- Twenty love poems and a desperate song. Retrieved from albalearning.com
- Love poems by Mario Benedetti. Recovered from norfipc.com
- Rima XCIII: To read with your gray eyes. Recovered from ciudadseva.com
- "Farewell"and"Malagueña". Recovered from poesi.as
- Old Songs. Recovered from buscapoemas.net
- Poems by Rubén Darío. Recovered from los-poetas.com.