Miguel Hernandez Poems
- Bloody Fate I come, blood on blood, like the sea, wave on ...
- To The International Soldier F...
- First Song The field has retreated, seeing man's ...
- Everything Is Full Of You Everything is full of you and I ...
- You Threw Me A Lemon You threw me a lemon, so bitter, with a...
- Lullaby Of The Onion An onion is frost shut in and ...
- The World Is As It Appears The world is as it appears ...
Miguel Hernández (30 October 1910 - 28 March 1942), born in Orihuela (Valencian Community), was a leading 20th century Spanish poet and playwright.
Hernández was born to a poor family and received little formal education; he published his first book of poetry at 23, and gained considerable fame before his death. He spent his childhood as a goatherd and farmhand, and was, for the most ... more »
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I come, blood on blood,
like the sea, wave on wave.
I have a soul the colour of poppies.
The luckless poppy is my destiny,
from poppy to poppy I come
to fall on the horns of my fate.
A creature must grow
from the seedbed of nothing,
and more than one turns up
under the design of an angry star,
under a troubled and bad moon.
of a bloodstained foot fell
over my wound,
a planet of fired-up saffron fell,
an enraged red cloud fell,
a badly wounded ocean fell, a sky.
I came with the knife’s ...