was an argentinian poetess and writer belonging to the lite

Who were
my
parents?
My parents were
Alfonso Storni and
Paulina
Martignoni. My
parents were
owners of a
brewery in San
Juan. In 1891 they
traveled to
Switzerland where
I was born. In
1896 they
returned to
Argentina. Later,
they moved to
Rosario where my

HOW WAS MY
LIFE?
I worked like a
teacher, I wrote
I
poems and also
some dramatic
theater plays.
According to some
critics, I changed
the meaning of the
lyrics in Latin
America,
especially my
prose branded a
feminist. My
poetry has some
cutting-edge

WHAT
ABOUT MY
POEMS?
My
compositions
reflect the
disease that I
suffered part
of my life as
well as the
expected
endpoint. The
pain, the fear,
the need to be
loved are

WHAT HAPPENED TO
On May 20th 1935, I was operated for breast
cancer. The mastectomy left me great
physical and emotional scars. I had always
suffered from depression, paranoia and
attacks of nerves, but now the symptoms of
my mental illness increased. I became
reclusive and avoided my friends.

ME?
Her friend Quiroga
committed suicide
in 1937, and
haunted by
solitude and breast
cancer, Storni sent her last poem, "I'm going to
sleep" to La Nacin newspaper. Around 1:00 AM
on Tuesday the 25th, Alfonsina left her room and
headed towards the sea at La Perla beach in Mar
del Plata, Argentina. Later that morning two
workers found her body washed up on the
beach. Although her biographers hold that she
jumped into the water from a breakwater,

popular legend is that she slowly walked out to

sea until she drowned.

SOME OF MY POEMS
You Who Never Will Be
Sabbath it was, and a brief whim, your kiss
a mans whim, daring, and a subtle gift
but sweet, a gesture of the male spendthrift
that my heartwolf cub with wingscould not dismiss.
Its not that I believe, I dont; if this
divine thingyoumy hands could touch did lift
me like wine, it could not last, and swift,
I knew, the dice would roll; but cowardice
is not for one like me. I see, and know,
you are the raging male who rise and grow
like a huge torrent nothing can confine,
the rougher as it overwhelms the lowly.
The more I turn, the more you take me wholly,
you who never will be wholly mine!

I really like this poem because it hidden in

its lines the dangers we may face, which
are sometimes disguised and that we
choose the right.

I Am Going To Sleep
Teeth of flowers, hairnet of dew,
hands of herbs, you, perfect wet nurse,
prepare the earthly sheets for me
and the down quilt of weeded moss.
I am going to sleep, my nurse, put me to bed.
Set a lamp at my headboard;
a constellation; whatever you like;
all are good: lower it a bit.
Leave me alone: you hear the buds breaking
through . . .
a celestial foot rocks you from above
and a bird traces a pattern for you
so you'll forget . .
. Thank you. Oh,
one request:
if he telephones
again
tell him not to
keep trying for I
have left . . .

Little Little Man

Little little man, little little man,
set free your canary that wants to fly.
I am that canary, little little man,
leave me to fly.
I was in your cage, little little man,
little little man who gave me my cage.
I say "little little" because you don't understand
me
Nor will you understand.
Nor do I understand you, but meanwhile,
open for me the cage from which I want to
escape.
Little little man, I loved you half an hour,
Don't ask me again

This poem is a way of expressing that

women also have the same rights as men
and that we must fight for it.

INTRODUCTION
Seventy years ago,
the Swiss-Argentinian
poetess Alfonsina
Storni was thrown
into the sea and his
death gave life to
one of the most
romantic and tragic
myths in the history
of Hispanic literature.
Teacher, actress,
journalist, writer and
single mother,
melted cement the
Buenos Aires of the
twentieth century
with
his versesabout
and
In these papers you'll find
information
all prejudices.
Alfonsina and will knowdefied
how important
is in
the literary world of Latn Amrica.

WHY AM I
IMPORTANT?
Im considered one of the most prominent LatinAmerican women poets of the twentieth century.
Inspired by my own personal experiences, I
courageously wrote about the struggles of the
individual woman in modern urban society,
advocating equality for women and bemoaning
the inadequacies of romantic relationships in a
male-dominated society. My subject matter
focuses on themes of love and death, while the
formal development of her work during the
course of my career changed from traditional
rhyme and meter to experimental forms of free
verse. I achieved prominence as a writer in the
1920s, winning two of
Argentina's most distinguished
literary awards, and joining an
elite circle of Latin-American
writers in Buenos Aires. A
revival of critical interest in my
work arose during the 1970s,
celebrating my feminist
perspective and my place as an important figure
in Latin-American literature.

CONCLU
SIONS

After the wounds and misunderstanding suffered

by Alfonsina Storni emerges the strength of her
voice, the cadence of a verse that can be cry of
protest, celebration of life, love of nature, or claim
the right of women to become subject of desire, in
an attempt to gain freedom to decide their fate.
This poetess learned us that we have to practice
the justice, to never be shy in front of unjustices.
On the other hand, in her poems she reflects how
women felt and she made a call for doing
something about it and changed our society in
equality.