Gabriela Mistral

(7 April 1889 – 10 January 1957 / Vicuna)

Pine Forest - Poem by Gabriela Mistral

Let us go now into the forest.
Trees will pass by your face,
and I will stop and offer you to them,
but they cannot bend down.
The night watches over its creatures,
except for the pine trees that never change:
the old wounded springs that spring
blessed gum, eternal afternoons.
If they could, the trees would lift you
and carry you from valley to valley,
and you would pass from arm to arm,
a child running
from father to father.


Comments about Pine Forest by Gabriela Mistral

  • Kinyua Karanja (11/30/2017 3:04:00 PM)


    That description is awesome and the imagery too. Nice poem. (Report) Reply

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  • Bernard F. Asuncion (11/30/2017 2:04:00 PM)


    This poem of Gabriela Mistral is truly heartwarming👍👍👍 (Report) Reply

  • Rajnish Manga (11/30/2017 11:43:00 AM)


    It's a pleasure reading this lovely poem which creates a fascinating landscape. But
    I could not understand the metaphor 'a child running.... from father to father'. Thanks.
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  • Anil Kumar Panda (11/30/2017 7:16:00 AM)


    'a child running
    from father to father. '..is so nice. Great poetry.
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  • (11/30/2017 6:49:00 AM)


    what a beautiful walk in the forest! i shall remember it the next time i walk through the trees (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (11/30/2017 5:39:00 AM)


    Great imagery. Leaves an impression. (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/30/2017 3:12:00 AM)


    If they could, the trees would lift you
    and carry you from valley to valley,
    and you would pass from arm to arm,
    a child running
    from father to father.....nice linkage among nature and humanity. Beautiful poem with touching expression.
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  • (11/30/2017 1:00:00 AM)


    As if pine kissing the heaven and love and kind was kindled in its own heart and if bent down would carry souls
    from heaven to heaven........very profound........thanks for sharing
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  • Suman Pokhrel (10/17/2017 11:10:00 AM)


    Let us go now into the forest.
    Trees will pass by your face,
    and I will stop and offer you to them,
    but they cannot bend down.

    Beautiful imagery!
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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (11/20/2016 12:35:00 PM)

    Superb! ! !
    Nice poem with great imagery... (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (11/17/2015 3:45:00 PM)


    This is superb- in texture, in pace, in warmth, in brevity. Every word chosen for full impact (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (11/17/2015 1:46:00 PM)


    Superb expression of mother's love. (Report) Reply

  • Kim Barney (8/26/2015 6:24:00 AM)


    Gabriela Mistral is a pseudonym. Read her biography; it's fascinating. However, this poem doesn't make much sense to me. Third line, for example: and I will stop and offer you to them.
    Why would you offer someone to the trees?
    It probably made more sense in the original Spanish. Does anyone know where I can find a copy of the original?
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  • Edward Kofi Louis (8/26/2015 3:57:00 AM)


    Nice piece of work with the muse of the forest. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (8/26/2015 2:43:00 AM)


    Pine tree forest will lift one from tree to tree like a child being lifted from father of father! Nice poem! (Report) Reply

  • john tiong chunghoo (4/26/2006 1:39:00 AM)


    garbiela, this is really lovely. (Report) Reply

    (3/12/2018 10:09:00 AM)

    Shea be dedd

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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