Monday, March 22, 2010

The United Fruit Co. Comments

Rating: 3.1

When the trumpet sounded, it was
all prepared on the earth,
the Jehovah parcelled out the earth


Pablo Neruda
Dr Antony Theodore 12 April 2020

Meanwhile Indians are falling into the sugared chasms of the harbours, wrapped for burials in the mist of the dawn: a body rolls, a thing that has no name, a fallen cipher, in justices. tony

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Trey Collier 08 March 2018

Does anybody know who translated this version of the poem?

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Margaret O Driscoll 06 February 2016

A powerful piece denouncing The United Fruit Company etc

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