Cesar Vallejo

(16 March 1892 – 15 April 1938 / La Libertad)

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  • Ánimo (9/20/2018 7:48:00 AM)

    Que SAF

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  • jJ Young (7/1/2018 3:57:00 PM)

    And it comes up snake eyes. C Vallejo. Poeta

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  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini (4/20/2015 12:28:00 PM)

    César Vallejo is a great Poet, for sure, even if Thomas Merton called him ''he greatest universal poet since Dante'' (!) : an opinion I simply reckon as a negative mark of superficiality in T. Merton's curriculum..

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  • Jack Tricarico (3/27/2014 8:32:00 PM)

    The most unique and inspired poets I have ever read. Truly amazing!

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  • Gordon Nosworthy Gordon Nosworthy (3/27/2014 4:23:00 PM)

    the few poems rendered in english are fantastic
    i fervently hope someone has the time and skill to examine a few more
    from what i've seen - he's insightful

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  • Koena Mokoena Koena Mokoena (3/28/2012 4:52:00 AM)

    Black Stone on Top of a White Stone i think it is about reconciliation as it says with an example of two stones, hence i have no right to kill another person without an i am. Your correspondence will be highly appreciated.

    Have a nice day!

    Yours sincerely.
    Mr. Koena France Mokoena
    Country: South Africa
    Website: www.poemhunter.com/kfmproductions

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Best Poem of Cesar Vallejo

To My Brother Miguel In Memoriam

Brother, today I sit on the brick bench of the house,
where you make a bottomless emptiness.
I remember we used to play at this hour, and mama
caressed us: "But, sons..."

Now I go hide
as before, from all evening
lectures, and I trust you not to give me away.
Through the parlor, the vestibule, the corridors.
Later, you hide, and I do not give you away.
I remember we made ourselves cry,
brother, from so much laughing.

Miguel, you went into hiding
one night in August, toward dawn,
but, instead of chuckling, you were sad.
And the twin heart of ...

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Bordas De Hielo

Vengo a verte pasar todos los días,
vaporcito encantado siempre lejos...
Tus ojos son dos rubios capitanes;
tu labio es un brevísimo pañuelo
rojo que ondea en un adiós de sangre!

Vengo a verte pasar; hasta que un día,
embriagada de tiempo y de crueldad,
vaporcito encantado siempre lejos,

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