Today about "A Biography of César Vallejo" posted on the blog Peruanista (Who in turn brings up the interesting article "César Vallejo is dead?" The essayist Rodolfo Alonso published in La Jornada Semanal ) give me the task of searching Google more information about the author of "Mass" and ... Oh, no, encuéntrome a despicable and infamous editorial entitled "Stories of Vallejo" tarnish the memory of one of the greatest poets universal all time.
I can not understand why such a visceral hatred against Vallejo. Could it be because the Contact your poetry puts us face to face with an inescapable truth that can not be other than our human misery? Is it perhaps because Vallejo embodies the pain of the dispossessed? Could it be that Vallejo embraced the ideas of social justice and solidarity with the exploited and oppressed?. Hard to say. I only know that the writer of this invective, in his heart, if known. And I hate it because Vallejo does not conceal his sympathies with socialism and communism. And because he was conscious and consistent with this ideology, to the end of his days, as was another big thing we have: JC Mariátegui.
César Vallejo has been, is and will forever Peru's greatest poet. No matter how Aldos M. come to want to tarnish his memory, Vallejo, Rodolfo Hinojosa would say-not only a poet, not just a man, César Vallejo is a myth!.
I can not understand why such a visceral hatred against Vallejo. Could it be because the Contact your poetry puts us face to face with an inescapable truth that can not be other than our human misery? Is it perhaps because Vallejo embodies the pain of the dispossessed? Could it be that Vallejo embraced the ideas of social justice and solidarity with the exploited and oppressed?. Hard to say. I only know that the writer of this invective, in his heart, if known. And I hate it because Vallejo does not conceal his sympathies with socialism and communism. And because he was conscious and consistent with this ideology, to the end of his days, as was another big thing we have: JC Mariátegui.
César Vallejo has been, is and will forever Peru's greatest poet. No matter how Aldos M. come to want to tarnish his memory, Vallejo, Rodolfo Hinojosa would say-not only a poet, not just a man, César Vallejo is a myth!.
the unfortunate
(César Vallejo)
about to come on, give
wind up your arm, get yourself under the mattress
returns to stand on your head
to walk straight.
about to come on, get the sack.
about to come on, have strong
out to your large intestine, reflects,
before meditating, it is horrible
when you drop a disgrace
and it falls to each tooth thoroughly.
need to eat, but I tell myself,
not feel bad, that is not poor
grief, sobbing next to his grave;
remiéndale, remember, trust your
white thread, smoke,
roll call on your chain and keep it behind your portrait.
about to come on, put your soul.
about to come the day pass,
hotel opened in the eye,
whipping, giving it a mirror yours ...
"Tremble? Is the remote state of the forehead and the nation
recent stomach.
still snoring ... What universe takes this snoring!
How are your pores, judging it!
With so many twos ay! you're so alone!
about to come on, get your sleep.
about to come the day, I repeat
by oral body of your silence
and urgent steps left to hunger
and take the right to thirst, and anyway,
refrain from being poor with the rich,
pokes your cold, because it integrates my heat, beloved victim.
about to come on, put on your body.
about to come the day
morning, the sea, the storm, they
after your fatigue, with flags,
, and your pride classic
hyenas to count their steps ass beat,
the baker thinks of you,
the butcher thinks of you, feeling the ax
they are prisoners
steel and iron and metal;
never forget that during the Mass there friends.
about to come on, get the sun.
comes the day, doubles
breath,
triples your kindness and gives grudging
elbows to fear, link and emphasis, because you
, as shown in your crotch and being
bad ay! immortal
dreamed tonight that nothing
lived and died for all ...
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