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raluca_p's review
5.0
Beyond my skin, deep in
my bones, I have loved.
Beyond my mouth and its words,
beyond the knot of my tormented sex.
I will not die of sickness
or old age, of anguish or of tiredness.
I will die of love, surrender
to the deepest lap.
I will never be ashamed of these empty hands
or of this hermetic cell they call Rosario.
On the lips of the wind I shall be called
a tree of many birds.
my bones, I have loved.
Beyond my mouth and its words,
beyond the knot of my tormented sex.
I will not die of sickness
or old age, of anguish or of tiredness.
I will die of love, surrender
to the deepest lap.
I will never be ashamed of these empty hands
or of this hermetic cell they call Rosario.
On the lips of the wind I shall be called
a tree of many birds.
spacestationtrustfund's review
3.0
I love Rosario Castellanos's poetry but why is Cecilia Vicuña (the editor) listed as the primary author?
sidrajaved's review against another edition
5.0
mind blowing
as I said before : 10/5
favourite : the splendor of being ; annunciation.
as I said before : 10/5
favourite : the splendor of being ; annunciation.
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