harvesters ZAMBA OF
When bleeding fatigue
his night of absence by the immensity
scream your box, harvesters,
vidala moaning why not.
Biting hear machetes,
the rump slicing the cane;
and frost bites you
of that nostalgia in solitude.
guitar in a loin cloth
as zambero
my song is raining
for your sorrow, harvesters.
Sing a blaze of Maloja
the bitter mystery of your distress,
still blur of the mill,
chest will tighten your dream of sun.
sleeps the moon in the groove
expect cloudy dawn of alcohol, wearing a poncho back
cold
your life, harvesters, cane dried.
Alma García (1926-2008). Poet, writer, composer and educator born in the province of Tucumán, where he died. He lived in Buenos Aires for several years, where he created and led "This land of a" -name that would also give his only full-length album, "radio program that aired on National Radio. Many of his creations were musicalized by important musicians, including Carlos Guastavino, who notes to the poem put "Yo, teacher." was named Outstanding Citizen of Culture Tucumana. His poetry does not separate from the voice of the earth, and the clay of his own voice and word roots nourished, both plethoric of harmony and feeling. Book of poetry: "In the light and the bird."
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