The Kiss in Poetry
The kiss is one of the most used expressions of affection in the world and there are infinities of ways to give it. Not only couples kiss each other, but also friends, parents and children, siblings. There are kisses that are given on the mouth, on the cheek, on the forehead and even on the hands. There are cultures where kissing is part of the cultural protocol and they even tell you how to do it.
George Sand used to say: "Kissing is a form of dialogue". From birth we hear about the kiss. Sleeping Beauty woke up after the prince kissed her. Judas sealed his betrayal of Jesus with a kiss. Among the mafia, a kiss on the mouth refers to the fact that you have fallen into disgrace before the eyes of the family. Even Madonna, Christina Aguilera and Britney Spears surprised each other at a MTV Video Music Awards gala when they kissed each other. As we can see, there are kisses of kisses, which become history.
In literature there have also been many writers who have dedicated pages to this expression of affection. Not only in narrative we have seen how the kisses between lovers have stopped our pulse, also some poets have been inspired and have given us poems that talk about the kiss, the feelings it arouses and how kissing can be the beginning or the end of everything.
Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer, Spanish writer, known for his rhymes, is the author of the famous Rima XXIII, which says:
For one look, one world;
For a smile, for a sky;
For a kiss... I don't know. What I would give
for kissing you!
In this stanza we see how the lyrical voice tells us what it could give to the loved one in exchange for some gesture of affection. In the lines we can see that for each given thing, the voice offers wonderful and almost impossible things. But when we get to the kiss, the lyrical voice says that it would not know what to give, making us suppose that, first there is the desire for that kiss and second, that there is nothing I can give him to reward him. The kiss thus becomes the sum of the demonstration of love and with incalculable value.
In another poem, by Argentine writer Alfonsina Storni, we find how we can kiss in the distance:
If your eyes kiss you tonight, traveler,
if the branches tremble a sweet sigh,
if your fingers are pressed by a small hand
who takes you and leaves you, who gets you and leaves you.
If you don't see that hand, or that mouth that kisses,
if it is the air that weaves the illusion of kissing,
oh, traveler, you have like heaven your eyes,
in the flowing wind, will you recognize me?
In this beautiful poem we observe how the poetic speaker addresses another person who is far away and to whom he sends kisses and hugs. Because of the distance that separates them, these gestures of affection are sent with the air. Poetically she tells him that if he perceives the breeze, it is she who is beside him, filling him with kisses and caresses.
Lord Byron's poem The First Kiss of Love is the celebration of love and how significant that first experience is in our lives. Let's read the last stanza of that long poem:
When the years freeze the blood, when our pleasures pass,
(Floating for years on the wings of a dove)
The most beloved memory will always be the last,
Our sweetest monument, the first kiss of love.
In these last verses we see the special meaning that the first kiss in someone's life can have. We are shown as the last memory, that one has to warm the nights of winter and solitude. When our body has aged and the pleasure does not arrive so quickly, the memory of that first kiss will be the most genuine sign that we were alive.
Another beautiful poem, by Mexican writer Amado Nervo, also tells us about the experience of the first kiss. In this case they are completely transcribed:
I was already saying goodbye... and palpitating
near my lip from your red lips,
"See you tomorrow," you whispered;
I looked into your eyes for a moment
and you closed your eyes without thinking.
and I gave you the first kiss: I raised my forehead.
enlightened by my certain bliss.
I went out into the street joyfully
while you looked out the door.
staring at me lit and smiling.
I turned my face in sweet rapture,
and not even stopping looking at you,
I jumped onto a tram in quick motion;
and I stared at you for a moment
and smiling with the whole soul,
and even more I smiled at you... And on the tram
anxious, sarcastic and curious,
who looked at both of us with irony,
I said to him, making myself blissful:
"-Forgive me, Lord, this joy."
This poem tells a story in which two people have given each other the first kiss and the joy that this experience can produce. In the first stanza we see how the lyrical voice speaks to us of that first moment in which the lips come together in an almost fortuitous event. Then, in the last stanza, we see the joy of the lyrical voice, so much so that it is difficult to hide. It is as if kissing changes our faces and makes our souls happy.
Another well-known poem about kissing is one written by Gabriela Mistral, a Chilean poet, who tells us about the different types of kisses there are. The poem is called Besos and these are the first two stanza:
There are kisses that pronounce by themselves
the condemnatory love sentence,
There are kisses that are given with the look
there are kisses that are given with the memory.
There are silent kisses, noble kisses
there are enigmatic, sincere kisses
there are kisses that only souls give each other
there are kisses for forbidden, real.
As we can see, there are many ways to kiss: one kisses in memory and memory, silently or scandalously, one kisses softly or passionately; one also kisses with the gaze. Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer himself said that "The soul that can speak with the eyes can also kiss with the gaze". How many people have we not kissed just by looking at her? How many times have our lips not gone after the beloved person? Those silent kisses that are given just by looking at each other and without the need to be near, are perhaps the most forbidden and perhaps the most sincere.
But if there is a famous text that speaks of the kiss is indisputably the chapter Number 7 of Rayuela, novel of the Argentine writer Julio Cortázar. This chapter is a poem that talks about how the kiss is produced and the sensations it awakens:
I touch your mouth, with a finger I touch the edge of your mouth, I draw it as if it came out of my hand, as if for the first time your mouth was ajar, and it is enough for me to close my eyes to undo everything and start again, I make the mouth I want to be born every time, the mouth that my hand chooses and draws you on the face, a mouth chosen from all, with sovereign freedom chosen by me to draw it with my hand on your face, and that by a chance that I do not seek to understand coincides exactly with your mouth that smiles below the one that my hand draws you.
In this poem written in prose, we observe in the first paragraph the description of the approach we make when kissing. First we touch, we draw the lips of the other person, we feel it perfect, full, appetizing. In that approach we close our eyes while there is something in us that blindly knows where the other person's lips are. In the second paragraph the description is more poetic and real:
You look at me, you look at me closely, you look at me more and more closely and then we play cyclops, we look at each other closer and closer and our eyes enlarge, they get closer to each other, they overlap and the cyclops look at each other, breathing in confusion, the mouths meet and fight warmly, biting each other with the lips, barely putting the tongue on the teeth, playing in their rooms where a heavy air goes and comes with an old perfume and a silence. Then my hands seek to sink into your hair, slowly caress the depth of your hair while we kiss as if we had a mouth full of flowers or fish, of living movements, of dark fragrance. And if we bite the pain is sweet, and if we drown in a brief and terrible simultaneous absorption of breath, that instant death is beautiful. And there is only one saliva and only one taste of ripe fruit, and I feel you trembling against me like a moon in the water.
This is perhaps one of the most beautiful and sublime parts of this poem. In it we see how the game exists between people who kiss each other, that erotic game that begins with the touching of the lips. Then she describes the game that starts in the mouth, and makes the comparison with fish and flowers to talk to us about sweetness, flavors and movements. And at the end he shows us the perfect image of the moon in the water to describe that tremor, the shivering of the kissing bodies.
As we have seen, there are many poets who have written about the kiss, how fundamental it is for social relationships and especially for love relationships. The kiss is the first gesture of love that manages to unleash a hormonal storm in our organism.
According to a study by the University of Vienna, when we close our eyes and fuse our lips with our partner in a passionate embrace, the heart rate rises from 60 to 130 per minute, adrenaline is released, the cholesterol rate is lowered and when bacteria are exchanged, the immune system is strengthened. So kissing is not only pleasurable, it's also good for your health. If you have someone to kiss, run and do it after reading this post, and if they ask you why the kiss, you say you do it because you just read that it's good for your health! ;)
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REFERENCIAS BIBLIOGRÁFICAS
https://www.poemas-del-alma.com/besos.htm
https://poemas.yavendras.com/amado-nervo/
http://www.poetasandaluces.com/poema/251/
http://www.literaberinto.com/cortazar/rayuela7.htm
https://poemas.yavendras.com/de-besos.php
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