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unniechan's review against another edition
4.0
Gives off a wide range of emotions from very sad to happy. Very descriptive on the circumstance of the time. The authors descriptions are vivid as well.
marilwyd's review
challenging
emotional
fast-paced
4.0
very short collection. i wish he had written more poetry. most poems are short and accessible, but deep and full of meaning.
jordi's review against another edition
3.0
Me gustaron especialmente los poemas de la guerra. Supongo que son los mas impactantes.
Algunos de los otros, he de reconocer que no los comprendi demasiado bien, quiza no los lei con el detenimiento adecuado (cambiando estaciones en el tren...)
En general, interesantes pero no me han llamado demasiado.
Algunos de los otros, he de reconocer que no los comprendi demasiado bien, quiza no los lei con el detenimiento adecuado (cambiando estaciones en el tren...)
En general, interesantes pero no me han llamado demasiado.
anabrca's review against another edition
4.0
A Mother in a Refugee Camp
No Madonna and Child could touch
Her tenderness for a son
She soon could have to forget….
The air was heavy with odors of diarrhea,
Of unwashed children with washed-out ribs
And dried-up bottoms waddling in labored steps
Behind blown-empty bellies. Other mothers there
Had long ceased to care, but not this one:
She held a ghost-smile between her teeth,
And in her eyes the memory
Of a mother's pride…. She had bathed him
And rubbed him down with bare palms.
She took from their bundle of possessions
A broken comb and combed
The rust-colored hair left on his skull
And then—humming in her eyes—began carefully to part it.
In their former life this was perhaps
A little daily act of no consequence
Before his breakfast and school; now she did it
Like putting flowers on a tiny grave
No Madonna and Child could touch
Her tenderness for a son
She soon could have to forget….
The air was heavy with odors of diarrhea,
Of unwashed children with washed-out ribs
And dried-up bottoms waddling in labored steps
Behind blown-empty bellies. Other mothers there
Had long ceased to care, but not this one:
She held a ghost-smile between her teeth,
And in her eyes the memory
Of a mother's pride…. She had bathed him
And rubbed him down with bare palms.
She took from their bundle of possessions
A broken comb and combed
The rust-colored hair left on his skull
And then—humming in her eyes—began carefully to part it.
In their former life this was perhaps
A little daily act of no consequence
Before his breakfast and school; now she did it
Like putting flowers on a tiny grave
jordi's review
3.0
Me gustaron especialmente los poemas de la guerra. Supongo que son los mas impactantes.
Algunos de los otros, he de reconocer que no los comprendi demasiado bien, quiza no los lei con el detenimiento adecuado (cambiando estaciones en el tren...)
En general, interesantes pero no me han llamado demasiado.
Algunos de los otros, he de reconocer que no los comprendi demasiado bien, quiza no los lei con el detenimiento adecuado (cambiando estaciones en el tren...)
En general, interesantes pero no me han llamado demasiado.
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