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1889–1957. Gabriela Mistral, literary pseudonym of Lucila Godoy Alcayaga, was the first Spanish American author to receive the Nobel Prize in literature; as such, she will always be seen as a representative figure in the cultural history of the continent. One of the best-known Latin American poets of her time, Gabriela—as she was admiringly ...
- First Latin American to Win The Nobel Prize in Literature
- Summing Up Gabriela Mistral’s Poetic Journey
- Published Poetry Collections
- Canción de La Muerte (Song of Death), 1914
- Song of Death
- Dame La Mano
- Give Me Your Hand
- Canto Que Amabas
- The Song You Loved
- Elogio de La Sal
Gabriela Mistral was the first Latin American author to receive the Nobel Prize in Literature. For more on the overarching themes in her work, see the analysis, “Beyond the Mythic Mistral.” She said of her own need to write: “I write poetry because I can’t disobey the impulse; it would be like blocking a spring that surges up in my throat. For a lo...
In Gabriela Mistral: The Poet and Her Work, Margot Arce de Vazquez summed up the life and work of this remarkable poet beautifully: “This was the kind of woman she was: attentive to the present, dominated by the conscience of her deeds and of the course that history takes, incapable of refusing the claims of those who suffer from hunger or thirst f...
Gabriela Mistral’s body of work includes six collections of her poetry (four of which were published in her lifetime) in addition to several volumes of letters and prose. Her first book, Desolación, was published in 1922 in New York City. It gained her an almost instant audience. This was followed by Ternura(Tenderness), published in 1924 in Spain....
La vieja Empadronadora, la mañosa Muerte, cuando vaya de camino, mi niño encuentre. La que huele a los nacidos y husmea su leche, encuentre sales y harinas, mi leche no encuentre. La Contra-Madre del Mundo, la Convida-gentes, por las playas y las rutas no halle al inocente. El nombre de su bautismo la flor con que crece – lo olvide la memoriosa, lo...
Old Woman Census-taker, Death the Trickster, when you’re going along, don’t you meet my baby. Sniffing at newborns, smelling for the milk, find salt, find cornmeal, don’t find my milk. Anti-Mother of the world, People-Collector — on the beaches and byways, don’t meet that child. The name he was baptized, that flower he grows with, forget it, Rememb...
Dame la mano y danzaremos dame la mano y me amarás. Como una sola flor seremos, como una flor, y nada más… El mismo verso cantaremos, al mismo paso bailarás. Como una espiga ondularemos, como una espiga, y nada más. Te llama Rosa y yo Esperanza: pero tu nombre olvidarás, porque seremos una danza en la colina, y nada más.
Give me your hand and give me your love, give me your hand and dance with me. A single flower, and nothing more, a single flower is all we’ll be. Keeping time in the dance together, you’ll be singing the song with me. Grass in the wind, and nothing more, grass in the wind is all we’ll be. I’m called Hope and you’re called Rose: but losing our names...
Yo canto lo que tú amabas, vida mía, Por si te acercas y escuchas, vida mía, por si te acuerdas del mundo que viviste, al atardecer yo canto, sombra mía. Yo no quiero enmudecer, vida mía. ¿Cómo sin mi grito fiel me hallarías? ¿Cuál señal, cuál me declara, vida mía? Soy la misma que fue tuya, vida mía. Ni lenta ni trascordada ni perdida. Acude al an...
Life of my life, what you loved I sing. If you’re near, if you’re listening, think of me now in the evening: shadow in shadows, hear me sing. Life of my life, I can’t be still. What is a story we never tell? How can you find me unless I call? Life of my life, I haven’t changed, not turned aside and not estranged. Come to me as the shadows grow long...
La sal que, en los mojones de la playa de Eva del año 3000, parece frente cuadrada y hombros cuadrados, sin paloma tibia ni rose viva en la mano y de la roca que brilla más que la foca de encima, capaz de volver toda joya. La sal que blanquea, vientre de gaviota y cruje en la pechuga del pingüino y que en la madreperla juega con los colores que no ...
Mar 1, 2022 · Famous Gabriela Mistral Poems. Here are excerpts from some of Mistral’s most well-known poetry, with links to the full text. 1. Piececitos “Piececitos de niño, dos joyitas sufrientes, ¡cómo pasan sin veros las gentes!“ See the full poem here. 2. La Oración de la Maestra
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Mistral was awarded first prize in a national literary contest Juegos Florales in Santiago, with the work Sonetos de la Muerte (Sonnets of Death). She had been using the pen name Gabriela Mistral since June 1908 for much of her writing. After winning the Juegos Florales she infrequently used her given name of Lucilla Godoy for her publications.
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A schoolteacher whose poetry catapulted her to early fame in her native Chile and an international diplomat whose boundary-defying sexuality still challenges scholars, Gabriela Mistral (1889–1957) is one of the most important and enigmatic figures in Latin American literature of the last century.
Soy la ladera y soy la viña. y la salvias, y el agua niña: ¡todo el azul, todo el candor! Porque en sus hierbas me apaciento. mi Dios me guarda de sus vientos. como a los linos en la flor. Vendrá la nieve cualquier día; me entregaré a su joya fría, (fuera otra cosa rebelión). Y en un silencio de amor sumo, oprimiendo su duro grumo.
1889 –. 1957. translated by Ursula K. Le Guin. Give me your hand and give me your love, give me your hand and dance with me. A single flower, and nothing more, a single flower is all we'll be. Keeping time in the dance together, singing the tune together with me, grass in the wind, and nothing more, grass in the wind is all we'll be.
