Gioconda Belli has long surpassed the threshold of her youth. Yet she still holds in her hand the thread that connects her to the young rebel who disturbed Catholic Nicaragua with her erotic poems and rose as a fighter against the dictatorship of her country. For the woman within her, who thinks, feels, and desires, has not rushed through life at the same pace. Her longings, the drive for knowledge, her zest for life are as vibrant as they were back then. Nevertheless, she confronts the signs of aging with her characteristic self-irony and integrity, grappling with the pain of goodbyes and the growing awareness of finitude. Thus, Gioconda Belli's new poems also reflect the full richness of her feminine presence.