Ox that I saw in my childhood, as you steamed
in the burning gold on the Nicaraguan sun,
there on the rich plantation filled with tropical
harmonies; woodland dove, of the woods that sang
with the sound of the wind, of axes, of birds and wild bulls:
I salute you both, because you are both my life.
You, heavy ox, evoke the gentle dawn
that signaled it was time to milk the cow,
when my existence was all white and rose;
and you, sweet mountain dove, cooing and calling,
you signify all that my own springtime, now
so far away, possessed of the Divine Springtime.
Beautiful descriptive poem about the poet's own youth and life, fascinating to read and to reread, Congratulations being The Classic Poem Of The Day.5 Stars full!
Everything is very near in the thrilling eyes and heart; everything is very far in the ineart heart; so dead the heart where has no thrilling about present life; beautiful poem shared
How skillfully he paints a picture of life when he was young and how close he was to nature back then
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem rich in language and Nature's imagery.