Contemporary World Literature Poems from Peru
By Ramina Herrera Arteaga
Ramina Herrera Arteaga, born in Luya, Amazonas, Peru in 1979, is a Business Administrator by profession. She graduated from the National University of Trujillo – UNT. She received an honorable mention in the 2002 UNT Flower Tales. Her poetry “Memories of Unborn” was published online by the magazine “Voices” of Spain. In 2006 it was included in the anthology “Caminos de Poesía” (Editorial Fund of the Provincial Municipality of Cajamarca. ”In 2007 it published the Poemario“ Nocturna Soledad y otros Poemas ”(Katequil Editores). Currently finishing the layout of the second edition (digital) of “Nocturna Soledad y otros Poemas”, culminating in the poems “WRITINGS OF THE LUNA WOMAN” and “LUYA, PEDACITO DE CIELO”; also promoting a group OLEOS Y VERSOS -PERU that brings together poets and visual artists to join to a larger Latin American group called JUNTOS POR LAS LETRAS, headquartered in Argentina; participates in the Global Poet and Poetry group and is an active member of the board of directors and editorial board; She has been awarded many prestigious recognition for her writing.
RESENTED VERSES
Ironies of life
Or the duality itself
Laugh a moment
And then cry like rain.
What happened life
I ask you and I face
Without mincing words
With the fucking pain
That emerges
Of the soul itself,
Take you the only beautiful thing
That appeared in years
No goodbyes
No hugs
No kisses
Just words, words
Cold
Who committed suicide?
In vain attempt
To embrace time,
The time that lied on the clock
In my dreams,
In the hope of starting again
To love life much more,
To live every moment
That at this point
There is not much left for us.
Sorry to speak from the pain,
Pain that fucks, that hurts
And corrodes the thought,
What should I disperse?
Clean, healthy verses
Of light, of love
But today they only go out
Sad verses,
Painful,
Angry,
Pissed off
Sorry for the shadow that lives in me today…
COLD AFTERNOON IN APRIL
I write for the simple necessity
To do catharsis,
The darkness wants to take over my soul
Because the absence is immense
Like the silence of your words
Of your steps in the house
Of your smell on shirts
The photos don’t want to talk to me
The smiles turned cold,
And the brightness of your eyes
Got lost with a bullet
That not only went through your body
But also mine,
On a cold afternoon
Cold late April!
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