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To save something beautiful you must destroy it, so it does not fall, limp and degraded, from our miserable human hands.
From my invaded nation,/the battlefield today is independence.
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
How immense is being, when you thought yourself dead!
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
It must be the caress of the useless,/the endless sadness of being a poet,/of singing and singing, without breaking/the peerless tragedy of existence.
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
Where does the laughter wander that decorated life/when your heart gathered my sadnesses?
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
Oh love entertained in stars and doves,/how like a joyous spray you cross my soul!
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
The storm passed faithful over my tired soul/when you appeared with the tenderness of a star.
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
From all the towns/strong arms will rise,/the arms of millions of men/who populate the progress of the earth.
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
Let our life be completely present./Let it search for the future only in the soul./Let it rehearse truths. Let it feel in idea./Let it always extend cutting distances.
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
Humanly, and free,/and distant, and matter/that down there, very deep/I will rhyme a song.
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
We are of the new voice, stretched, instinctive/that will shake the language of progress.
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
Since I never had a world among the living/offer me a world among the dead!
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
Puerto Rico is the sword/that will delay the advance/of the saxon empire!/Let her wound be the last/that on its latin soil/the vile oppressor makes.
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
America Latin,/rebel/against the yankee invader!
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
The imperialism of the United States/has a wide grave:/there is your dead wife/there your little one/there your cow/there your mare/your field and your land.
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
Whoever judges my soul by the skin that blankets me/doesn't even extend herself to what her voice reaches.
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
How can they silence me/when all the echoes of the universe shall be/symphonies in my forehead?
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
Towering view of the world where the moments/roll like pulses of the world of tomorrow.
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
The word can't cope with my load of anguish,/and my exalted pain can't fit in my verse.
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)
Where does that sad moment begin/that drowned the dance of my spirit
Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos (1982)