Fayad Jamis

Fayad Jamis Poems

By this freedom of song in the rain
will have to give everything
For this freedom to be closely tied
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Auschwitz was not the garden of my childhood. I grew up
herbs and beasts in my house
poverty lit his lamp at night.
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3.

Fish-filled sunset
Oh Mason oh beggar
All columns are going to die
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Cats pigeons numb
Morning light from the skylight
cut objects in two
Cats corretearán again
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The houses of the gods are stone
the palaces of the dignitaries are stone
the apartments of the priests are stone
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I love the time to love, now the night
spreads in stars and lukewarmness.
In one corner I wait
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Your eyes are two Obsidian
It tornasolan morning
Your mouth is Strawberry and watermelon
And it is the birth of day
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Sometimes, in the silence of the Hall, something jumps,
someone breaks some old name.
Crazy fly crosses buzzing, burning
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I opened the iron gate,
I felt as it squeaked, bumped into a trunk
and I looked a lit window, but the early morning
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Look at it: is very beautiful, her laughter hits the coast,
all iras and foams. But don't try to
tell him what you think. She is in another world
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11.

What is for you the poetry in addition to?
a stone drilled by the Sun and the rain,
In addition to a child who dies of cold
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When look eyes
I see in them the homeland
I can not separate them
so clear image.
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Pablo Armando Fernández
To not know the depths of smoke
to not swallow the evening newspapers
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The optimistic sat at the table, He looked to her around
and some of what little they found availed. They told him
that was too much nothing (in reality there were pocomucho)
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If you can't sleep, get up and browse.
If you do not know death follows learning to love.
Dawn does not close your world: outside there are stars,
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Terre n′aime pas le sang or les ordures.
Agrippa d′aubigne
The bus stopped. Travelers fell one by one.
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To Andrew Simor
The color of old gold scarf
that had accompanied me to live for three years
the glory of love light misery
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While you take off your shoes you think in poetry,
you know that once you write something akin to a great poem,
but you know that it of no use to collect raw materials
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Nicolás Guillén
Pale morning Paris grows on my shoulders
After the night this breeze long my love
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It would be me if you did not exist
My city of Havana
If you did not exist my dream city
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Fayad Jamis Biography

Fayad Jamis was born in Zacatecas in 1930.)

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By This Freedom

By this freedom of song in the rain
will have to give everything
For this freedom to be closely tied
to the firm and sweet heart of the village
will have to give everything
For this release of sunflower opened at the dawn of factories
lit and lighted schools
and of this land that creaks and child awakening
will have to give everything
There is no alternative but the freedom
There is no more way to freedom
There is no other country that freedom
There will be no more poem without violent freedom music
By this freedom which is the terror
of those who always raped her
on behalf of lavish miseries
By this freedom which is the night of the oppressors
and the final dawn of all the already invincible people.
By this freedom that enlightens the sunken pupils
Barefoot
leaky roofs
and the eyes of children who wander in the dust
By this freedom which is the rule of the youth
By this freedom
beautiful life
will have to give everything
If necessary
even the shadow
and it will never be enough.

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